Questions

This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.

identifier	question
A56845	The Name of Lords shall be abhor''d, for ev''ry Man''s a Brother, What Reason then in Church or State, one Man should Rule another?
A10255	9 Injurious Sisters, tell me why you made His Twine so small, yet spun so short a twine?
A10255	Thou knowest my teares are just Shall, shall they not embalme the precious dust Of my true bosome friend?
A10255	what strength is able to withstand The direfull stroke of your imperious hand, Which prayers can not entreat, nor power countermand?
A10256	What Member, first, Shall help to binde, when every Member''s burst?
A10256	What friend of Goodnesse will not claime a part In our great losse?
A10256	Who shares not in our griefe?
A10256	what eye forbeares To be a willing Partner in our teares?
A10256	what need, what need we presse a teare, When every eye becomes a Volunteire?
A56987	''T was a new Tombe, and was it not most fit For that pure body which was put in it?
A56987	But why a Starre?
A56987	HArke what is that I heare?
A56987	His Yoke is easie; yet on him they lay A heavie crosse to carry; who dares say That this was just?
A56987	Nay, when the Sphere of light was puffed out How could the Sunne poore Taper looke about?
A56987	VVHat, reckon''d amongst rogues?
A56987	When Peace and Learning were so fairely link''t?
A56987	mixt with the rabble D ● svail''d like the jewell in the fable Cast in the count mongst theeves?
A56987	what coine is he In Jury stamp''d, yet there not currant be?
A56830	BUild not your Bliss upon the blaze of Glory, Can perfect Happiness be transitory?
A56830	Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?
A56830	Happy is the Just and Holy, for who but he Can judge of things, or what their Natures be?
A56830	How is the Sun- bright Honour of his name Eclpis''d?
A56830	IN the midst of Life we are in Death, Of whom then may we seek for Succor, but of thee O Lord?
A56830	My Soul, to what a strange disguis''d good, Art thou bewitch''d?
A56830	O Lord, how great is the Power of thy Hand?
A56830	Tell me my Soul, What would''st thou buy?
A56830	Was not his name Glorious enough without a Witness?
A56830	What means that great Creating Power, to frame This spacious Universe?
A56830	What pleasure is in Dainties?
A56830	What thing is Man?
A56830	What ● ● ast thou for many Years after, but Weakness and ● ● ailty?
A56830	When Dust and Ashes mortally offends, Can Dust and Ashes make Eternal mends: ● s Heaven unjust?
A56830	Why Did that corrected twilight of his Eye Unmuzle darkness, and with Morning light Redeem the Day, from new baptiz''d Night?
A56830	Why do we thus afflict our labouring Souls With dregs of Wormwood, and carouse full Bowls Of boyling Anguish?
A56830	Why should thy too much Righteousness betray, Thy danger''d Life, and make thy Life a prey?
A56830	how is his Glory Cloath''d with shame?
A56830	my deceiv''d Soul, Where wilt thou take thy Peace?
A56830	that Gods regard is such: Or why, should Heaven love wretchless Man so much?
A56847	A just Advancement is a Providential Act; and who ever envied the Act of Providence?
A56847	Art thou banish''d from thy own Country?
A56847	Compare it to thy Saviour''s Passion, and it is no Pain?
A56847	Desirest thou Knowledge?
A56847	Dost thou rage under the Bondage of a raving Conscience?
A56847	Dost thou roar under the Torments of a Tyrant?
A56847	Dost thou want things necessary?
A56847	God hath made us rich in days by allowing six, and himself poor by reserving but one; and shall we spare our own Flock, and sheer his Lamb?
A56847	Hast thou lost thy Money, and dost thou Mourn?
A56847	Hath any wrong''d thee?
A56847	Have the Tortures of Hell taken hold of thy despairing soul?
A56847	Honour is a due Debt to the Deserver; and who ever envied the Payment of a Debt?
A56847	How cam''st thou by thy Honour?
A56847	If thou hide thy Treasure upon Earth, how canst thou expect to find it in Heaven?
A56847	If thow owest thy whole self to thy God for thy Creation, what hast thou left to pay for thy Redemption, that was not so cheap as the Creation?
A56847	Is any outward Affliction sallen upon thee by a temporary loss?
A56847	Is thy Child dead?
A56847	Is thy Treasure stoln?
A56847	Know the end of thy desire: Is it only to know?
A56847	What name of Virtue merits he that goes when he is driven?
A56847	Wouldest thou not be thought a Fool in another''s Conceit?
A56847	Wouldst thou know the Lawfulness of the action which thou desirest to undertake?
A56847	art thou asham''d of his work, and proud of thy own?
A56847	by Money; How cam''st thou by thy Money?
A56847	canst thou hope to be a sharer where thou hast reposed no stock?
A56847	he made thy face to be known by; why desirest thou to be known by another?
A56847	then it is Curiosity; is it because thou mayst be known?
A56847	with how many Deaths are our Lives patch''d up?
A56827	A just Advancement is a Providential Act; and who ever envied the Act of Providence?
A56827	Art thou banish''d from thy own Country?
A56827	Compare it to thy Saviour''s Passion, and it is no Pain?
A56827	Desirest thou Knowledge?
A56827	Dost thou rage under the Bondage of a raving Conscience?
A56827	Dost thou roar under the Torments of a Tyrant?
A56827	God hath made us rich in days by allowing six, and himself poor by reserving but one; and shall we spare our own Flock, and sheer his Lamb?
A56827	Hast thou lost thy Money, and dost thou Mourn?
A56827	Hath any wrong''d thee?
A56827	Have the Tortures of Hell taken hold of thy despairing soul?
A56827	Honour is a due Debt to the Deserver; and who ever envied the Payment of a Debt?
A56827	How cam''st thou by thy Honour?
A56827	If thou hide thy Treasure upon Earth, how canst thou expect to find it in Heaven?
A56827	If thou owest thy whole self to thy God for thy Creation, what hast thou left to pay for thy Redemption, that was not so cheap as the Creation?
A56827	Is any outward Affliction fallen upon thee by a temporary loss?
A56827	Is thy Child dead?
A56827	Is thy Treasure stoln?
A56827	Know the end of thy desire: Is it only to know?
A56827	What name of Virtue merits he that goes when he is driven?
A56827	Wouldest thou not be thought a Fool in another''s Conceit?
A56827	Wouldst thou know the Lawfulness of the action which thou desirest to undertake?
A56827	art thou asham''d of his work, and proud of thy own?
A56827	by Money; How cam''st thou by thy Money?
A56827	canst thou hope to be a sharer where thou hast reposed no stock?
A56827	he made thy face to be known by; why desirest thou to be known by another?
A56827	then it is Curiosity; is it because thou mayst be known?
A56827	with how many Deaths are our Lives patch''d up?
A56988	A just Advancement is a Providential Act; and who ever envied the Act of Providence?
A56988	Art thou banish''d from thy own Country?
A56988	Compare it to thy Saviour''s Passion, and it is no Pain?
A56988	Desirest thou Knowledge?
A56988	Dost thou rage under the Bondage of a raving Conscience?
A56988	Dost thou roar under the Torments of a Tyrant?
A56988	Dost thou want things necessary?
A56988	God hath made us rich in days by allowing six, and himself poor by reserving but one; and shall we spare our own Flock, and sheer his Lamb?
A56988	Hast thou lost thy Money, and dost thou Mourn?
A56988	Hath any wrong''d thee?
A56988	Have the Tortures of Hell taken hold of thy despairing soul?
A56988	Honour is a due Debt to the Deserver; and who ever envied the Payment of a Debt?
A56988	How cam''st thou by thy Honour?
A56988	If thou hide thy Treasure upon Earth, how canst thou expect to find it in Heaven?
A56988	If thow owest thy whole self to thy God for thy Creation, what hast thou left to pay for thy Redemption, that was not so cheap as the Creation?
A56988	Is any outward Affliction fallen upon thee by a temporary loss?
A56988	Is thy Child dead?
A56988	Is thy Treasure stoln?
A56988	Know the end of thy desire: Is it only to know?
A56988	What name of Virtue merits he that goes when he is driven?
A56988	Wouldest thou not be thought a Fool in another''s Conceit?
A56988	Wouldst thou know the Lawfulness of the action which thou desirest to undertake?
A56988	art thou asham''d of his work, and proud of thy own?
A56988	by Money; How cam''st thou by thy Money?
A56988	canst thou hope to be a sharer where thou hast reposed no stock?
A56988	he made thy face to be known by; why desirest thou to be known by another?
A56988	then it is Curiosity; is it because thou mayst be known?
A56988	with how many Deaths are our Lives patch''d up?
A68936	9. WHo euer lou''d, that euer lou''d as I That for his sake renounce my selfe, denie The worlds best Ioyes, and haue the world forgone?
A68936	AM I a Garden?
A68936	ARt thou my Palme?
A68936	But shall, in briefe, my ruder tongue discouer The speaking Image of my absent Louer?
A68936	But ô, how fragrant with rich odour, smells That* sacred House, where thou my true Loue dwells?
A68936	COme forth( my Ioy;) What bold affront of feare Can fright thy soule, and I, thy Champion, here?
A68936	Couldst thou thinke My loue could shake, or such a Vow could shrinke?
A68936	FAire Bride, why was thy troubled soule dejected, When I was absent?
A68936	For whom giu''st thou so strict a Charge?
A68936	HIs Mouth- But stay; What need my lips be lauish, In choice of wordes, when one alone will rauish?
A68936	His glorious pompe, whose honour did display The noysed Triumphs of his Marriage day?
A68936	How can my flowers, which thy Ewers nourish With showers of liuing waters, choose but flourish?
A68936	My busie hand shall nourish Thy fruitfull roots, and make thy branches flourish: Art thou my Vine?
A68936	NOr does thy glorie shine to me alone; What place, wherein thy glorie hath not shone?
A68936	O Thou the fairest flowre of mortall birth, If such a beautie may be borne of earth, Angell or Virgin, which?
A68936	O Thou, whose loue I prize aboue my life, More worthy farre t''enjoy a fairer wife, Tell mee, to what coole shade, dost thou resort?
A68936	O tell thy Loue, and let thy Loue come thither: Say( gentle Shephard) fits it thee, to cherish Thy priuate Flocks, and let thy true Loue m perish?
A68936	O thou, the Spring, from whence these waters burst, Did euer any taste thy streames, and thurst?
A68936	Speake Lady, speake at large, Who is''t?
A68936	VVHat curious face is this?
A68936	VVHat if the frailtie of my feebler part, Lockt vp the Portalls of my drowsie heart?
A68936	VVHo e''re beheld the royall Crowne, set on The nuptiall browes of Princely Solomon?
A68936	VVOuld beautie fayne be flatter''d with a grace Shee neuer had?
A68936	Where graze thy Sheepe, where doe thy Lambs disport Free from the scortching of this l sowltrie weather?
A68936	Who e''re thought heauen a joy, cōpar''d to this?
A68936	Who euer lou''d so deare, as I haue done?
A68936	Who is''t can stop his eares At these faire lips?
A68936	Who, who is this( say they) whose cheekes resemble Aurora''s blush, whose Eye heauens lights dissemble?
A68936	how base a thing is Treasure?
A68936	or both in one, Angell by beautie, Virgin by the mone, Say, who is Hee that may deserue these teares, These precious drops?
A68936	was my Faith suspected Which I so firmelie plighted?
A26353	And after that Eckius had asked him: What now was his resolution?
A26353	And, All things are the Popes; to whom none dare say: what doe you?
A26353	At this the messenger was offended and said: Do you think that Prince Frederick will take up armes in your behalfe?
A26353	But why write I thus to you?
A26353	But, how more large, than Theirs, was Luthers Fame, Who, with One Pen, both Pope and Rome did tame?
A26353	Concerning the fables and lies cast abroad in his life time, what should I say?
A26353	Erasmus that viper being rouzed up will write against me again: what eloquence will that most vain hunter after glory exercise to cast down Luther?
A26353	For how wicked and impious those hymnes be, which are sung in the Popes Quires, who knoweth not?
A26353	For if we be not sustained by his promises, who, I pray you are there in the world, to whom they doe belong?
A26353	For these consulted with Luther what they should do?
A26353	For what should I doe with so much money?
A26353	For why should this unquiet and mischeivous vassall of Satan be offensive to heaven and earth?
A26353	He also answered Iohn Hessus to the question: Whether a Christian man may flie in time of Pestilence?
A26353	He answered also the Elector of Saxony to this question: How farre it is lawfull to take up armes in our own defence?
A26353	He asked the countrey man, what was meant by Almightie?
A26353	How often was he reported to fly to the Bohemians?
A26353	I pray you, tell me, what can the Divell doe more then kill us?
A26353	If I can obtaine for you the Dukes leave, will you dispute?
A26353	If my marriage be a work of God, what wonder is there, if the flesh be offended at it?
A26353	If the cause be faultie, let us revoke it; and flie back; if it be good: why do we make God a lyer?
A26353	If this be true, what feare is there for the truth, if he raigne?
A26353	Luther was( and who is not?)
A26353	Luther wrote also upon the question, whether souldiers lived in a kinde of life, tending to happinesse?
A26353	Namely, whether there be in man any free will to doe good as of himselfe?
A26353	Now how knew he that?
A26353	O reverend father, do you die in the constant confession of that dectrin of Christ, which you have hither to preached?
A26353	Of Hercules his Club, what talk we, then?
A26353	Our visitation goeth on, of what miseries are we eye witnesse?
A26353	So that when upon a time, one Papist demanded of an other, Why do you not stop the mans mouth with gold and silver?
A26353	Speaketh God these things into the wind, or casts he these pearles to bruits?
A26353	The Bishop againe said; What if the Articles were collected and submitted to the Councel?
A26353	The Italian replyed: Had you the Pope and the Cardinals in your power, what would you do?
A26353	Then the Partie; Where then will you abide?
A26353	They not knowing the force of this speech, answered, What know we, whether at Rome ye sit on wooden or stone seats?
A26353	What befell Adam?
A26353	What set Luther on, to say in his book against the King?
A26353	What then can Sophisters here performe, whose reason is blinded?
A26353	When the Bishop asked him, what remedy he knew or could advise for these stirres?
A26353	Why then do you continually and without ceasing macerate your self?
A26353	how often was he cal''d a flatterer of Princes, a trumpet of sedition?
A26353	how often were scandals raysed from his writings?
A26353	that is, as they say: whether in congruitie we deserve grace, when we doe what is in us to doe?
A26353	what a spirit, what a confidence was in his very expressions?
A68937	Absented from thy fauour, what remaines, But sense, and sad remembrance of my paines?
A68937	Ah, what prosp''rous winde, Will lend a Gale, whose bountie ne''re shall cease, Till we be landed on the I le of peace?
A68937	Can thy Iustice bee So slowe to them, and yet so sharpe to mee?
A68937	Could thy flattring Crimes Secure thee, from the danger of these times?
A68937	Could thy razing hand Finde ne''re a subiect, but the Holy Land?
A68937	DId not these sacred Cawsies, that are leading To Sion, late, seeme pau''d, with often treading?
A68937	Did not those sweet- lipt Oracles begude Thy wanton eares, with newes of Wine, and Oile?
A68937	Eagles are not so swift as they: Where shall wee flee?
A68937	HOw are my sacred Nazarites( that were The blazing Planets of my glorious Sphaere) Obscur''d, and darkned in Afflictions clowd?
A68937	Heauens powers are compacted, To worke my''eternall ruine; To what friend Shall I make moane, when Heauen conspires my end?
A68937	If Plants be lopt, because their fruits are small, Thinke you to thriue, that beare no fruit at all?
A68937	Is this that Mistris, and that Queene of Nations?
A68937	Is this that State?
A68937	MY tongue?
A68937	O thou( the Spring of mercy) wilt thou send No ease to our Afflictions, no end?
A68937	Oh, wherefore hast thou rent Thy Mercy from vs?
A68937	Or did thy summer Prophets e''re foresay These euills, or warne thee of a winters day?
A68937	Or where shall sorrow finde A place for harbour?
A68937	Shall I implore my friends?
A68937	TVrne where I list, new cause of woe, presents My poore distracted soule with new laments; Where shall I turne?
A68937	Then which, Hell needs no other fire: How nimble are our Foemen, to betray Our soules?
A68937	WHere, where art thou, ô sacred Lambe of peace, That promis''d to the heauie laden, ease?
A68937	Was not heauens house exempt From thy accursed Rape?
A68937	Whereto( Ierusalem) to what shall I Compare this thy vnequall''d miserie?
A68937	YEt sleepes thy Vengeance?
A68937	YOu noysome Weedes, that lift your Crests so high, When better Plants, for want of moisture, die, Thinke you to flourish euer?
A68937	and( vnspide) To shoot the flowers of your fruitlesse pride?
A68937	are these, those goodly Stations?
A68937	or their lingring death?
A68937	what helpe( ah me) what hope is left To him, that of thy presence is bereft?
A68937	what marble eye Can see these, these my Ruines, and not crye?
A68937	why dost thou thus absent Thy glorious Face?
A68937	why were we borne To be deuour''d, and pin''d with famin?
A56976	ARt thou banisht from thy owne Country?
A56976	ARt thou in plenty?
A56976	But it was an evill chance that took thy child, and a wicked hand that stole thy Treasure: What is that to thee?
A56976	By Extortion: Compare thy penny worth with the price, and tell me truly, how truly 〈 ◊ 〉 u ● able thou art?
A56976	By Mony: How cam''st thou by thy Mony?
A56976	Canst thou hope to be a sharer where thou hast reposed no stocke?
A56976	DEsir''st thou knowledge?
A56976	DOst thou complaine that God hath forsakē thee?
A56976	DOst thou roar under the Torments of a Tyrant?
A56976	DOst thou want things necessary?
A56976	Diminish them wisely: Or wouldst thou make thy Estate entire?
A56976	Dost thou rage under the Bondage of a raving Conscience?
A56976	God hath made us rich in dayes, by allowing six, and himselfe poore by reserving but one; and shall we spare our owne flocke, and sheare his Lambe?
A56976	HAth any wounded thee with Injuries?
A56976	HAth any wronged thee?
A56976	HAth fortune dealt the ill Cards?
A56976	HOw cam''st thou by thy Honou ●?
A56976	He is restor''d, not lost: is thy treasure stolne?
A56976	IF thou hide thy Treasure upon the Earth, how canst thou expect to finde it in Heaven?
A56976	IF thou owest thy whole selfe to thy God for thy Creation, what hast thou left to pay for thy Redemption, that was not so cheap as thy Creation?
A56976	IS any outward affliction fallen upon thee, by a temporary losse?
A56976	IS thy Child dead?
A56976	If it be good, why dost thou mend it?
A56976	L. WOuldst thou multiply thy riches?
A56976	SEest thou good dayes?
A56976	Then it is curiosity: Is it because thou mayst be knowne?
A56976	VVOuld''st thou purchase Heaven?
A56976	VVOuldest thou know the lawfulnesse of the action which thou desirest to undertak?
A56976	VVOuldst thou discover the true worth of a man?
A56976	VVOuldst thou not be thought a foole in anothers conceit?
A56976	VVOuldst thou traffick with the best advantage, and Crown thy vertues with the best return?
A56976	What a ● t thou the worse for the last yeares plaine diet, or what now the better for thy last great Feast?
A56976	X. HAst thou lost thy money, and dost thou mourne?
A56976	a just advancement is a providentiall act, and who ever envied the act of Providence?
A56976	art thou asham''d of his worke, and proud of thy owne?
A56976	compare it to thy Saviours passion, and it is no paine Have the tortures of Hell taken hold of thy dispairing soule?
A56976	give what thou wilt: Art thou in poverty?
A56976	know the end of thy desire: Is it only to know?
A10262	Am I a King?
A10262	And make his Brothell in our Royall Place?
A10262	Art thou that Wonder which the Persian State Stands gazing at so much, and poynting at?
A10262	Art thou that man of might, That Impe of Glory?
A10262	Art thou that mighty He?
A10262	Better Fast: In many sweets, one sowre offends the Pallate; One loth some weed annoyes the choycest Sallat: What are my riches?
A10262	Can Ester then be slaine, and not the King?
A10262	Filling all wondring eyes with Admiration, And euery loyall heart with Adoration?
A10262	God sets the Princely Crowne On heads of Kings; Who then may take it downe?
A10262	Ha''s wanton Cupid snatcht it?
A10262	Hath his Dart Sent courtly tokens to thy simple heart?
A10262	Hath thy deserued worth restor''d againe The blemisht honour of thy Princely straine?
A10262	How can I Expect my suit, and haue deseru''d to dye?
A10262	How can I rellish them?
A10262	How frownes the King, if Haman be not by?
A10262	How haps it then That wretched Mordecai, the worst of men, A captiue slaue, a superstitious Iew, Slights thee, and robs thee of thy rightfull due?
A10262	How well- succeeding broyles?
A10262	In strength, another summes Felicity: What horse is not more happy farre than he?
A10262	Is not Queene Ester bosom''d in our heart?
A10262	Like to a Lion rouzed from his rest, Rag''d then the King, and thus his rage exprest: Who is the man, that dares attempt this thing?
A10262	May my vngarnisht Quill presume so much, To glorifie it selfe, and giue a touch Vpon the Iland of my Sou''raigne Lord?
A10262	May not our subiects serue, but must our Queene Be made the subiect of a villaines spleene?
A10262	Say, say,( my lifes preseruer) what''s the thing, That lyes in the performance of a King, Shall be deny''d?
A10262	Say, say,( thou bounteous haruest of my ioyes)( Said then the King) what dumpish griefe annoyes Thy troubled soule?
A10262	Seem''d he not asleepe?
A10262	Speake, Lady, what''s the thing Thy heart desires?
A10262	Thy Lamb- like countenance, so faire, so meeke?
A10262	Times great Fauorite?
A10262	What Traitor then dares be so bold, part Our heart, and vs?
A10262	What are my children?
A10262	What base attempts can happen, vnpreuented?
A10262	What braue Command?
A10262	What meant that fi''ry Piller, that by night Appear''d to Isr''el, and gaue Isr''el light?
A10262	What my honour''d Place?
A10262	What pleasure is in dainties, if the Tast Be in it selfe distemper''d?
A10262	What sad request Hangs on her lips, dwells in her doubtfull brest?
A10262	What stately Triumphs?
A10262	What victorious spoyles Their hands achiu''d?
A10262	What?
A10262	Where are thy maiden smiles?
A10262	Where dost thou bide?
A10262	Where is that spotlesse flower that while- ere Within thy lilly- bosome thou did''st weare?
A10262	Where is the Traitor?
A10262	Who dares attempt this thing?
A10262	or my Princes Grace, So long as cursed Mordecai furuiues?
A10262	or rudely presse( Vncall''d) into his presence?
A10262	thy blushing cheeke?
A10262	with what delight?
A10262	¶ Seem''d not thy Spouse vnkind, to heare thee weepe, And not redresse thee?
A10263	( that first must seale her Patent) will: Wouldst thou live long?
A10263	3. as it a parcell of celestiall fire, ● nfus''d, by Heav''n, into this fleshly mould?
A10263	A thousand Tapours may gaine light from Thee: Is thy Lightless, or worse for lighting mine?
A10263	ALwaies pruning?
A10263	Affraid of eyes?
A10263	Alas And what is that?
A10263	Alwaies cureing?
A10263	And Man lesse than they?
A10263	And is the light of the lesser world more premanent?
A10263	And skulk in Corners, and play least in sight?
A10263	And what''s a Man?
A10263	Art thou affraid to trust thy easie flame To the injurious wast of Fortunes puffe?
A10263	Art thou consum''d with soule- afflicting crosses?
A10263	Behold; the world is full of troubles; yet, beloved; What if it were a pleasing world?
A10263	But if her harmeless light Offend thy sight, What needst thou snatch at noone, what will be thine at night?
A10263	But why should Man, the Lord of Creatures, want That priviledge which Plants and Beasts obtaine?
A10263	Can thy bright eye not brooke the daily light?
A10263	Canst thou appoint my shaft?
A10263	Cloystred up in night?
A10263	Did heav''nly Providence intend So rare a Fabrick for so poore an end?
A10263	Disdaine you not these lumps of dying Clay, That, for your paines, doe oftentimes repay Neglect, if not disdaine, and send you griev''d away?
A10263	Disturb''d with griefe?
A10263	Ever dressing?
A10263	Great Prince of darknesse, hold thy needless hand; Thy Captiv''s fast, and can not flee: What arme can rescue?
A10263	Hast thou climbd up to the full age of thy few daies?
A10263	He will give his Angels charge over thee?
A10263	Hee''s mounting up the Hill; Thou plodding downe?
A10263	How wouldst thou delight in her Calmes, that canst so well endure her stormes?
A10263	If in the first sixe dayes, where kept till now?
A10263	If, wanting Light, I stumble, shall Thy darkness not be guilty of my fall?
A10263	In what a streight, in what a streight am I?
A10263	Is her brightnesse still obscur''d?
A10263	Is her luster fled, Or foyl''d?
A10263	Is it for feare Some busie eye should pry into thy flame, And spie a Thiefe, or else some blemish there?
A10263	Is not he As equall distant from the Toppe as thee?
A10263	Lord, what am I?
A10263	May it but light my Ashes to their Grave, And so from thence, to Thee?
A10263	Must humane soules be generated then?
A10263	My flame, art thou disturb''d, diseas''d, and driv''n To Death with stormes of griefe?
A10263	O what reverence, what ● ● ve, what confidence deserves so sweet a saying?
A10263	O what shall I desire?
A10263	Or being spy''d, shrink''st thou thy head for shame?
A10263	Or if they could, what close, what forrein land Can hide that head, that flees from Thee?
A10263	Or is''t a propagated Spark, rak''d out From Natures embers?
A10263	Or of old?
A10263	Or, if it were created, tell me, when?
A10263	Seest thou the daily light of the greater world?
A10263	Seest thou this good old man?
A10263	Shall these get living soules?
A10263	Take not thy selfe a Pris''ner, that art free: Why dost thou turne thy Palace to a Iaile?
A10263	Tell me, recluse Monastick, can it be A disadvantage to thy beames to shine?
A10263	The infant Will had yet none other guide, But twilight Sense; And what is gayn''d from thence But doubtfull Steps, that tread aside?
A10263	Then; was it new created?
A10263	Those Bacchanalian Tones?
A10263	Those buxom tunes?
A10263	Those swelling veynes?
A10263	Thou art an Eagle; And befits it thee To live immured, like a cloysterd Snaile?
A10263	Thus was the first seav''nth part of thy few daies Consum''d in sleep, in food, in Toyish plaies: Knowst thou what teares thine eies imparted then?
A10263	To spend his Light In a darke- Lanthorne?
A10263	To the declining Man, Why standst thou discontented?
A10263	Twixt two extreames how my rackt fortunes lie?
A10263	VVAs it for this, the breath of Heav''n was blowne Into the nostrils of this Heav''nly Creature?
A10263	VVHat ayles our Tapour?
A10263	Was it for this, that sacred Three in One Conspir''d to make this Quintessence of Nature?
A10263	What dire disaster bred This Change?
A10263	What help can my distracted thoughts require, That thus am wasting twixt a double Fire?
A10263	What may this sorrow- shaken life present To the false relish of our Tast, That''s worth the name of sweet?
A10263	What shall I doe?
A10263	What shall we then conclude?
A10263	What still play least in sight?
A10263	What sun- shine wil ● Disperse this gloomy cloud?
A10263	What then may cause thy discontented frowne?
A10263	Where that Maiesty Which sat enthron''d upon thy manly brow?
A10263	Where, where that braving Arme?
A10263	Who can countermand, What pow''r can set thy Pris''ner free?
A10263	Why doest thou wonder, ô man, at the height of the Starres?
A10263	Why dost thou lurk so close?
A10263	Wilt thou complaine, because thou art bereiv''n Of all thy light?
A10263	Wilt thou vie Lights with Heav''n?
A10263	Young man, rejoyce; And let thy rising daies Cheare thy glad heart; Thinkst thou these uphill waies Leade to deaths dungeon?
A10263	alwaies cropping?
A10263	ever topping?
A10263	never cur''d?
A10263	or what''s the light I have?
A10263	or 〈 ◊ 〉 depth of the Sea?
A10263	that daring eye?
A10263	that thus she vailes her golden head?
A10263	those marrow- flowing bones?
A10263	where is that glory now, Thy Youth so vaunted?
A10263	● anst thou behold bright Phoebus, and thy sight ● o whit impayr''d?
A10263	● hat art thou now the better by this flame?
A10263	〈 ◊ 〉 was it( thinke you) made a soule entire?
A77759	Affright the lesse?
A77759	Alas, Sir, said his servants what may be The cause you send us out such wofull grones?
A77759	And for a pious mans Astronomie; What if he can not tell the sev''rall motions Those orbs have which do roll about the skie?
A77759	And have all my sinnes forgiven?
A77759	And hereafter go to heaven?
A77759	And what if when Death appears It can not shield me from that fatall blow?
A77759	And why are Patrones simoniacall?
A77759	Can learning please?
A77759	DOth Death come suddenly?
A77759	Did he desire a sight Of what might most affect?
A77759	Do Our shadows vanish?
A77759	Do riches please?
A77759	Doth he that prayer- hearing God beseech?
A77759	Doth rich apparel please?
A77759	Doth toothsome and delicious chear delight?
A77759	For Geometrie; what if he can not tell How many miles the vast earth is about?
A77759	For to provide?
A77759	For to provide?
A77759	God made not death: Whence are we mortall then?
A77759	Hast thou, Lord, no mercy left?
A77759	Have they no reason for this eager thirst After Gods love and friendship?
A77759	Have you not seen a mothers wofull tears Embalm the carcase of her onely sonne?
A77759	How do ye think That thirstie, drie, and barren land did yawn And gape to heav''n- ward for a draught of drink?
A77759	How fell you into such an agonie?
A77759	How long be angrie?
A77759	How long wilt thou thy gratious visage hide?
A77759	How long?
A77759	How many hungry mortals have been fed Contentedly at dinner?
A77759	How many in the morning walk abroad For to be breath''d on by the keener air?
A77759	How much rancour did he show So much harmlesse bloud to spill, And a quarter- part to kill Of all mankind at a blow?
A77759	How soon doth Death uncase Our souls?
A77759	How to all comfort she stops both her eares, Wrings both her hands, and makes a bitter moan?
A77759	I''LL ne''r be proud of beauty if I must Be blemish''d when I die: And if the grave Will mix my beauty with the vilest dust, What profits pride?
A77759	IF Death will come, what do men mean to sinne With so much greedinesse?
A77759	If God vouchsafe to number out the hairs That do adorn and cloth our sinfull heads; Who doubteth that his providence forbears To count our dayes?
A77759	If not, why d''ye presse''t on us?
A77759	In these sacred urns What lies but royall dust?
A77759	Is it your love that doth produce such grones?
A77759	Lord, rather what am I?
A77759	Lord, what is man?
A77759	May Not God, and Sinne, and Nature claim their due?
A77759	No man shall excell me; For who is''t can tell me What pleasures there will be hereafter?
A77759	Nor hath wit enough to see The new world that''s in the moon?
A77759	Once spilt, what hand can gather''t up again?
A77759	Or do you grieve because they di''d so soon?
A77759	Or is your onely child deceas''d, that passion Doth domineer so?
A77759	Or is''t because that they are dead you weep?
A77759	See you not yonder super- stately palace?
A77759	Shall my soul ne''r dwell at ease?
A77759	Sinne from torment who can sunder?
A77759	Starres names, site, bignesse, and such other notions?
A77759	Sure I see A providence in all: Who is not vex''d, And plung''d, and lean with too much industry?
A77759	VVHat would I do if I were sure to die Within this houre?
A77759	What ails your throat, your head, your heart, your bones Or your stomach, or your brains, That you howl so?
A77759	What befell Zimri and Cozbi as they lay together?
A77759	What begger weeps when''s rags are thrown away To put on better clothes?
A77759	What canst thou do that justly may affright me?
A77759	What if I die before?
A77759	What if he know not how soon The sunne will eclipsed be?
A77759	What is a shadow?
A77759	What makes Death look rufully?
A77759	What makes me fear a serpent?
A77759	What shall I lay up for hereafter?
A77759	What think you now of such a glorious woman?
A77759	What would I leave undone if ghastly Death Stood at my elbow?
A77759	What''s become of that complexion Which held all hearts in subjection?
A77759	Who is''t will grieve To pull a rotten house down, that it may Be fairer built?
A77759	Why are Gods Ministers become men- pleasers?
A77759	Why are our Advocates such nippy teasers Of honest causes?
A77759	Why doth the Judge with bribes his conscience stain?
A77759	Why doth the Land- lord rack?
A77759	Why doth the bauling Lawyer take delight In spinning causes to a needlesse length, Untill his clients purse hath lost its strength?
A77759	Why should I sinne at all?
A77759	Why should your eyes runne o''r For what you have no way to remedie?
A77759	Why sinne the foolish sonnes of men for gain?
A77759	With greater sloth?
A77759	Would I be compassed about With mercie?
A77759	Would I by his Spirit be led?
A77759	act So many parts at once, and balk no sinne?
A77759	and when they once are fled away, Who can return them?
A77759	and why do Tradesmen rear Their price, yet sell time dearer then their ware?
A77759	find relief in miserie?
A77759	for ever, Lord, wilt thou forget me?
A77759	for what?
A77759	shall I abide Thus for evermore bereft Of all comfort, joy, and peace?
A77759	the Us''rer bite?
A77759	what?
A77759	why the devil and all Do Misers scrape?
A77759	wilt thou never let me Enjoy thy face again?
A56832	A King?
A56832	Admit that: But what necessitie may dispense with the violation of the Law of God?
A56832	And are not many more ripe for the same Judgement, whose notorious Crimes have branded them for their respective Punishments?
A56832	And did not you at the same instant by relative consequence, proclaime your selves Subjects?
A56832	And did the Lord of the Sabbath dispence with a morall Law, for the preservation of an Oxes life, or an Asses?
A56832	And is not disorder the mother of Anarchie?
A56832	And was he not Proclaimed before he was crowned?
A56832	And what is taking up of Armes, but an implyed supposition of at least equalitie?
A56832	And when Judgement 〈 ◊ 〉, who is not troubled?
A56832	And who is he?
A56832	And, can that liberty produce any thing but an establisht disorder?
A56832	And, tell me; whose power have his Adherents?
A56832	And, who are they?
A56832	Are their purses so apt to bleed to no end?
A56832	Are you so strict in your Preparations, as to catechize every souldier?
A56832	Barbarus has segetes?
A56832	But what?
A56832	But, admit Statutes may be broken, and you seeke to punish them; Who gave you the power so to doe?
A56832	But, in case, your side should prosper, and prevaile, what then?
A56832	But, when Kings and their assistance make an offensive, and a destructive warre against their Parliament, may they not then take up defensive Armes?
A56832	But, whence proceeds all this?
A56832	Can there be a stricter Precept?
A56832	Did they encourage their Provinces to take up Arms for the defence of their Liberties or Religion?
A56832	Did they endeavour by Scandals and impious Aspersions to render him odious to his people?
A56832	Did they seize upon or stop his Revenues?
A56832	God gave them, their Power, and who are thou that darest resist it?
A56832	God joyned the King and his power, and who dare separate them?
A56832	God or man?
A56832	Gods Word answers your silly Objection, not I: was not Saul Gods Annoynted?
A56832	Had not he as great an Interest in that Crown, as we have in this Common- wealth?
A56832	Had the Sword been a necessary stickler in Reformation, how happened it that he mistook his weapon so?
A56832	He that shall eat this Bread,& drink this cup of the Lord unworthily, eateth and drinketh, What?
A56832	How many does this Army consist of?
A56832	How many of these have counterfeited the honour of good Patriots, for largely contributing towards the Ruines of their Country?
A56832	How many of these have lately chalenged the name of sanctified Vessels, for containing the poyson of unnaturall Sedition?
A56832	How many of these have usurpt the stile of well- affected, for dis- affecting Peace?
A56832	How stands he a Marke betwixt two dangers, having nothing left him but guile enough to make him capable of a desperate Fortune?
A56832	If Subjects, ought they not to be subject?
A56832	If not, who are they?
A56832	If our blessed Saviour be not Representative, Tell me where of art thou a Member?
A56832	If so, Is it of Doctrine, or of Discipline?
A56832	If ye feare the alteration of the Old,( having your Soveraigns Oath, which you dare not beleeve) what other assurance can you have?
A56832	Improbus haec tam culta novalia miles habebit?
A56832	Nor was it want of strength, that he reformed not in a Martiall way: Could not he command more then twelve legions of Angels?
A56832	Or had he pleased to use the Arme of flesh; could not he that raysed the dead, rayse a considerable Army?
A56832	Or would they have slighted his gracious Offers?
A56832	Or( being Rulers of the Province of Babel) did they invite the Jewes into a Rebellion?
A56832	Or, having the proffer of a good Popish, or debaucht Commander, tell me, should he be denyed his Commission?
A56832	Or, if such an( almost) unpreventable evill should not ensue, think you, such swarmes of Sectaries sweat for nothing?
A56832	Or, is it a Truth ye want?
A56832	Or, is it of Discipline?
A56832	Or, to examine first every Officers Religion?
A56832	Or,( having renounced his Subjects ayde, upon his fayle) could he expect that loyalty, which now he wants upon a meere suspition?
A56832	Proclaimed?
A56832	Sir John Hotham, then Governour of Hull, who first defyed and dared his Soveraigne to his face, what is become of him?
A56832	So, He is tearmed a stumbling block, and does that warrant us to stumble?
A56832	So, He sayes, All you shall be offended because of me; and does this patronize our Offences?
A56832	The King a knowne Pagan commands grosse Idolatry, did these men conspire?
A56832	The Law is good and just: Because then we had not knowne sinne but by the Law, is it therefore lawfull for us to sinne?
A56832	The Law: And what Law denyes the King power to pardon Delinquents?
A56832	The Lords Annoynted?
A56832	The preservation of the old Truth, or the Institution of a New?
A56832	Was not Cyrus Gods Annoynted, and many more whom God acknowledges so& yet wicked Kings?
A56832	Was not God as able to subdue Him with so few, as to deliver them from so many?
A56832	Was not He as tender- eyed towards his own naturall people, as we to one another?
A56832	Was not He the great Reformer?
A56832	Was not the Truth as deare to Him,( who was the verie Truth) and the way to it as direct to Him( that was the only Way) as to us?
A56832	Were Plots, Policies, Propositions, Prophanations, Plunderings, Militatie Proparations, his way to Reformation?
A56832	Were they not his owne words, He that taketh up the Sword, shall perish by the Sword?
A56832	What Vices of the times have branded his Repute?
A56832	What are the hopes of conquest but an Ambition of Superioritie?
A56832	What interiour person would not think his Reputation wronged, not to take up considence upon such terrible termes?
A56832	What is condemning, judging, or deposing, but Supremacie?
A56832	What meane ye by having Truth?
A56832	What notorious evill hath his Majesty perpetrated to quench the sparkles of a Common Charity?
A56832	When the Lyon r ● ● res who trembles not?
A56832	When you affronted Basing- house, was that defensive?
A56832	When you besieged Redding, which you after slighted, was that defensive?
A56832	When you shot five peeces of Ordnance, before one was returned at Edge- hill, was that defensive?
A56832	Who limited it?
A56832	Who, so bitterly inveighed against Episcopall Government, should be so shot dead out of a Cathedrall Church?
A56832	Why was the penaltie, upon the faile, not expressed them?
A56832	Will not their costs, and paines expect, at least, a congratulatory connivence in the freedome of their consciences?
A56832	and that, of Ruine?
A56832	did these to strengthen their own Faction, blast their Soveraignes Name with Tyranny and Faganisme?
A56832	did they estrange themselves from his Presence?
A56832	or annihilate his Power?
A56832	or could there be a more impious Prince?
A56832	who labouring to put out the left eye of establisht Government, his left eye, and life were both put out together?
A56832	who was so severe an enemy against Peace should perish in the same Warre, ● e so encouraged?
A56832	would then our Misertes be at an end?
A43639	5. Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the Doves to their windowes?
A43639	ARt thou delighted with strange novelties, Which often prove but old fresh garnisht lies?
A43639	An heart?
A43639	And is it not all one, if he have given Thee meanes to get it?
A43639	And is it reason what I gave in grosse Should be return''d but by retaile?
A43639	And is''t the fruit of having still to crave?
A43639	And why?
A43639	Art thou incapable of every thing, But what thy senses to thy fancie bring?
A43639	But am I not starke wilde, That go about to wash mine heart With hands that are defil''d, As much as any other part?
A43639	But how?
A43639	But is this all?
A43639	But is''t not better hold that which I have, Then unto future expectation trust?
A43639	But where may it be found?
A43639	But where''s thine heart the while, thou senselesse sot?
A43639	But who can tell what is within thine heart?
A43639	But, desperatly devoted to destruction, Rebell against the light, abhorre instruction?
A43639	Can death, or hell, be worse then this estate?
A43639	Can there be to thy sight A more entire delight?
A43639	Can there no helpe be had?
A43639	Canst thou endure thy pleasant garden should Be thus turn''d up as ordinary mould?
A43639	Canst thou not hold them off?
A43639	Confesse and pray?
A43639	Could there a cord be found, Wherewith omnipotence it self was bound?
A43639	DOst thou enquire, thou heartlesse wanderer, Where thine heart is?
A43639	Do st thou not in this milky colour see The lively lustre of sincerity, Which no hypocrisie hath painted, Nor self- respecting ends have tainted?
A43639	Do''st thou not see how thine heart turnes aside, And leanes toward thy self?
A43639	Dost thou draw backe?
A43639	Faint- hearted fondling, canst thou feare to dye, Being a Spirit and immortall?
A43639	Find''st thou such sweetnesse in those sugar''d lyes?
A43639	For me, that was not dead alone, But desp''ratly transcendent grown In enmitie to thee?
A43639	Give thee mine heart?
A43639	God made it not for food?
A43639	HOw pleasant is that now, which heretofore Mine heart hela buter, sacred learnings l ● … e?
A43639	Hast thou an eare To listen but to what thou should''st not heare?
A43639	Hast thou so soone forgot the former paine, That thy licentious bondage unto sinne, And lust enlarged thraldome, put thee in?
A43639	Hath custome charm''d thee so, That thou canst relish nothing but thy woe?
A43639	Hath it not within A bottomlesse whirlpoole of sinne?
A43639	Have I betroth''d thee to my selfe, and shall The devill, and the world, intrude Upon my right, Ev''n in my fight?
A43639	Have I now no more To doe hereafter?
A43639	Have forain objects so ingrost thine eyes?
A43639	Heale thee?
A43639	How doe I hugge mine happinesse that have Present possession of what others crave?
A43639	How wide A distance there is here?
A43639	IS this my period?
A43639	Is it not hollow?
A43639	Is mine Almighty arme decai''d in strength?
A43639	Is not this Lilly pure?
A43639	Is there a joy like this?
A43639	Is there a pow''r above My will in me, that can my purposes reprive?
A43639	Is this the trimming that the world bestowes Upon such robes of majestie as those?
A43639	Is''t not enough to die, unlesse by paine Thou antidate Thy death before hand, Lord?
A43639	Is''t therefore thou art loth to see it such, As now it is, because it is so much, Degenerated now from what it was, And should have been?
A43639	It may be so: and what of that?
A43639	Laid downe already?
A43639	Lord, if thou wilt not still encrease my store, Why did''st thou any thing at all bestow?
A43639	Lord, wilt thou suffer this?
A43639	Must I as well maintaine, And keep, as make thy fences?
A43639	Must he, that doth sin- weari''d soules refresh, Himself endure Such tearing tortures?
A43639	Must there not be Peace- offerings, and sacrifices of Thanksgiving tendered unto thee?
A43639	Must those sides be gash''d?
A43639	My meane estate of misery?
A43639	My mind''s my kingdome: why should I withstand, Or question that, which I my selfe command?
A43639	Or doth thy self- confounding fancy feare thee, When there''s no danger neer thee?
A43639	Or hath mine hammer lost its weight?
A43639	Or hath thine understanding lost its light?
A43639	Or shall I both be clad, And also sad, To think it is a crowne, and yet so bad?
A43639	Or wilt thou have beside Violets purple- di''d?
A43639	Poore, silly, simple, sense- besotted soule, Why dost thou hugge thy self- procured woes?
A43639	Shall I Alwayes lie Grov''ling on earth, Where there is no mirth?
A43639	Shall I returne to mine owne heart?
A43639	Shall I returne to thee?
A43639	Shall I returne, that can not though I would?
A43639	Shall both the wine, And worke be all his owne?
A43639	Shall he, that is thy Cluster, and thy Vine, Tread the winepresse alone, Whilst thou stand''st looking on?
A43639	Shall my mind give o''re It s ● … ● … thus, and idle be, Or buss''d other wise?
A43639	Should I not feare before thee, Lord, Who ● … hand ● … heaven, at whose word Devills themselves doe quake?
A43639	Should I not love thee, blessed Lord, Who freely of thine owne accord Laid''st downe thy life for me?
A43639	Should I not see How to improve my thoughts more ● …, Before ● … these Heart School ● … by?
A43639	Should I now lightly let it passe, Take sullen lead for silver, sounding brasse In stead of solid gold, alas, What would become of it?
A43639	Speak out thy doubts, and thy desires, and tell me, What enemy or can, or dares to quell thee?
A43639	Speak, blessed Lord, Wilt thou afford Me meanes to make it cleane?
A43639	That a poore lumpe of earth should sleight My mercies, and not feele my wrath at length, With which I make Ev''n heav''n to shake?
A43639	That neither forward, nor on either side I can get loose?
A43639	The Pedlar cryes, What doe you lack?
A43639	This is the tree of knowledge, and untill Thou eat thereof, how canst thou know what''s good or ill?
A43639	Those shoulders lash''d?
A43639	WHy dost thou hide thy wounds?
A43639	WOuld''st thou, my love, a ladder have, whereby Thou mai''st climbe heaven to sit downe on high?
A43639	What Fuller can procure A white so perfect, spotlesse, clear, As in this flower doth appear?
A43639	What boundlesse sorrow can suffice a guilt Growne so transcendent?
A43639	What can augment my blisse?
A43639	What do''st thou meane To aggravate The guilt of sinne?
A43639	What doe those scourges on that sacred flesh, Spotlesse and pure?
A43639	What expectation hast thou to doe well, That art content to dwell Within the verge of hell?
A43639	What have we here?
A43639	What is the matter?
A43639	What say''st thou to that Rose, That queen of flowers, whose Maidenly blushes, fresh, and faire, Out- brave the dainty morning aire?
A43639	What shall I do?
A43639	What shall I doe?
A43639	What will that fanne, though of the finest feather, Steed thee, the brunt of windes and stormes to beare?
A43639	What will thy fight Availe thee, or my light, If there be nothing in thine heart to see Acceptable to me?
A43639	What will you buy?
A43639	What wilt thou say?
A43639	What''s this that checks my course?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	What?
A43639	Wherefore is there a price in the hand of a foole to get wisdome, seeing he bath no heart to it?
A43639	Whilst all thy teares, Thine hopes, and feares, Both ev''ry word, and deed, And thought is foule, Poore filly soule, How canst thou looke to speed?
A43639	Who can know it?
A43639	Who would be troubled with an heart, As I have been of late, Both to my sorrow, shame, and smart?
A43639	Whose eyes out- shine the Sunne, whose beck Can the whole ● … of Nature check, And its foundations shake?
A43639	Why doe I trifle then?
A43639	Why dost thou spurn And kick the counsells that should bring thee back again?
A43639	Why hath Satan filled thine heart?
A43639	Why should I not?
A43639	Will pleasant fruites, or flowers serve the turne?
A43639	Wilt thou not what he sets before thee daine to take?
A43639	Would ever any, that had eyes, mistake As thou art wo nt to doe: no difference make Betwixt the way to heaven and to hell?
A43639	Yet how should we Divided be, That are not two, but one?
A43639	am I riveted, or rooted here?
A43639	and so fast asleepe?
A43639	are the ruines such thou art affrai''d, Or else asham''d, to see how''t is decai''d?
A43639	could those hands, That made the world, be subject unto bands?
A43639	do''st thou struggle to get loose againe?
A43639	mad men may rave Of mercy miracles, but what will Justice say?
A43639	must I still be rooted here below, And riveted unto the ground, Wherein mine haste to grow Will be though sound, But slow?
A43639	must he still be driven To new workes of creation for thy sake?
A43639	or to enhance the price Thy sacrifice Amounts to?
A43639	or whither?
A43639	take it at adventure, and not try What metall it is made of?
A43639	what I desire Why doe I not?
A43639	what danger can it be to eat That which is good being ordain''d for meat?
A43639	what strange course shall I try, That, though I loath to live, yet dare not die?
A43639	why do''st thou complaine?
A43639	why dost thou hide In thy close breast thy wishes, and so side With thine owne soares and so rowes?
A43639	wilt thou borrow That griefe to day, which thou must pay to morrow?
A43639	wilt thou take No paines for thine own sake?
A56846	138. line 3. Who is the Sheeps- heads now according to your own tearme?
A56846	139. line 23. Who turned his Fiddle to the Base of the times?
A56846	147. line 1. Who is guilty of Parasiticall basenes?
A56846	147. line 18. Who is the Whiteliverd Christian to be turned out among dogs and hell- hounds?
A56846	6. of holy memory, when the Protestant Broome swept cleanest?
A56846	A Malignant of the right stamp, and coyned at the Kings own Royall Mint?
A56846	And shall the calling of a Minister be undertaken by every unexamined tagrag?
A56846	And who are they?
A56846	And would they do such an act, and stand guilty of such a Fratricide, so horrible a slaughter, had they not a Warrant for it?
A56846	And yet, for the successe of your oft propounded, and( sometimes) accepted Treaties of Peace, what one blessed hower hath been sequestred?
A56846	Are not they wise, and truly religious, and holy Merchants for Gods Glory, and blessed Agents for our Kingdomes Reformation?
A56846	Are you tormented before your time?
A56846	Because he offends his God, wilt thou aggravate the offence, in offending him?
A56846	But can you heare your bosome friend injuriously reviled, and lend him no Apology, but run away; and whisper in his eare a tedious Complaint?
A56846	But did this Prophets heart smite him, for cutting off his Soveraignes skirt?
A56846	But has that holy man no name, Doctor?
A56846	But if salt hath lost it''s favour, wherewith shall it be seasoned?
A56846	But what?
A56846	Can you do the Act with a good Conscience,& not heare of the Action without impatience?
A56846	Can you resist, and not rebell?
A56846	Come you in your own name?
A56846	Dare you resist who have liberty to flee?
A56846	Dare you vye piety with those Martyrs, that are so daynty of your passive obedience?
A56846	Did not I tell you, in the Preface,( where you shewed your teeth) that you would clap your tayle between your legs anon, and run away?
A56846	Did not our Saviour himself condemne the old Pharisees, for their Traditions?
A56846	Did our Saviour storme, when the Sadduces reproved his words?
A56846	Doctor, you still harp upon the same string: But do these Batts, these Reremice trouble you?
A56846	Does your shoe pinch you there?
A56846	Doth he execute Gods office, that forbids, what he commands?
A56846	God hath commanded all to search the Scriptures; and will ye take Pett if we examine the Doctrine you raise from thence?
A56846	Had he speciall Revelations?
A56846	How now Doctor, doth your Guilt begin to call for more witnesses?
A56846	How now, Doctor?
A56846	How often have your solemne Petitions set dayes apart, for the expedition of your Martiall attempts in a Pitcht field, or for the raising of a Seige?
A56846	How often was his Authority questioned?
A56846	How often were his Doctrines traduced, as false?
A56846	How willingly can a dog foule the roome, and how loath to have his nose rubbed in it?
A56846	I know thou beleevest; have not you blasphemy enough to traduce the Apostle of a courtly lye?
A56846	In whose Reigne was it composed?
A56846	Is he not bound to his own Lawes?
A56846	Is not Implicite Beliefe one of our greatest Quarrells with the Church of Rome, even unto this day?
A56846	Is this your Zeale for Gods glory?
A56846	Is your fornace so hot?
A56846	None between him and God; Onely accomptable to God for all his Actions?
A56846	Or tell me, without blushing, where are they that did it?
A56846	Sacred?
A56846	Shall every Coblor, Feltmaker, or Taylour intrude into that honorable calling, and be judges of their own sufficiency?
A56846	So many millions of soules lye open to the tyranny of his arbitrary will?
A56846	Sure, Doctor, You are now besides your text: Shall whole kingdomes, then, depend upon his extravagant pleasure?
A56846	Sure,''t was your ill usage made it so: But say, was David a Prophet?
A56846	Take heed Doctor, you run not your selfe out of the Assembly into Ely house: What speciall Commission had our Parliament to do the like?
A56846	Then, sure, he knew it a heynous sin, to take away the life of Gods Vicegerent( though an Idolater) Had he speciall Revelations?
A56846	Thinkest thou, that they, and their Abettors will passe unpunisht?
A56846	True, Kings are called Gods: But what followes?
A56846	Were not those blessed Martyrs the composers?
A56846	What Bells?
A56846	What Bonefires?
A56846	What Church doore hath been opened?
A56846	What Rhethoricall pretermissions of things materiall?
A56846	What allegorizing of plaine texts?
A56846	What bitternesse?
A56846	What faultring?
A56846	What invectives?
A56846	What obscurity of stile?
A56846	What one amongst them threw down his Gauntlet?
A56846	What pasquills?
A56846	What raylings?
A56846	What shuffling?
A56846	What tryumphs?
A56846	When Ignorance and Folly meet, how malice domineeres?
A56846	When Princes offend their God in suffering, or partaking with Idolaters, shall subjects be afraid to offend them?
A56846	When a ship hath made a voyage with one winde into New- England, will you blame it for returning back with a quite contrary?
A56846	When many people are demanded their Reasons of divers opinions, which they stoutly stand unto, is not their answer thus?
A56846	Where the word of a King is, there is power, and who shall say unto him, What dost thou?
A56846	Which of them took up the Sling?
A56846	Who among so many, struck one blow in the just defence of the true Reformed Religion?
A56846	Who was it that was so active for the oath Ex Officio, so eager for the two shillings nine pence so contentious with his parishioners?
A56846	Who was the cowardly cur then?
A56846	Whose Embassadour are you?
A56846	Will your zeale sell Gods honour for the impatience of a Scoffe?
A56846	Yet how many thousand more have perisht by the sword, at their Command?
A56846	Your Halls say, no: Why?
A56846	and leave their lawfull Trades for unwarrantable Professions, according to their own humerous Fansies?
A56846	and rebell against God, in rebelling against him?
A56846	and to Princes, yee are ungodly?
A56846	and what Authority confirmed it?
A56846	and when the cruelty of that bloody Religion was but newly out of breath, and fresh in Memory?
A56846	and yet, what a busines now, you make of his creeping Ceremonies?
A56846	did not your self taxe him of rank Popery?
A56846	is every tatling Basket- maker, or Butcher, or mincing Shee a fit Judge of a( Ministers) doctrine, and meet to reprove and confute him for it?
A56846	may any, that hath skill to make a shoe, a hat, or a suite, professe the Trade, till he be made free?
A56846	nay more, denyed?
A56846	not limited by his Coronation oath?
A56846	or where''s the Lye?
A56846	or, was it your own self?
A56846	saith, Is it fit then to say to a King, Thou art wicked?
A56846	that endeavour to strike off a Bishops Cap, forsooth?
A56846	their unlawfull Commands not violated without Rebellion?
A56846	then, doubtlesse, his wayes and actions were the best presidents for us, to follow: But was he a Prophet?
A56846	this Book of Common- Prayer is your maine quarrell here; and Bishops, by the Bye: Tell me, who composed that Book?
A56846	to cast Pearles before Swine?
A56846	to disobey him, whom God hath commanded thee to honour?
A56846	to rebell against him, to whom God hath commanded thee to be subject?
A56846	what hinders him, he can not practice?
A56846	when as the hot mouthed Challenges of Romes Goliahs thundred in our English Host, where, where were all those long- winded Lecturers?
A56846	when just now your eyes dazled at the flame I Did not the Doctor, in his Dedication, as good as confesse himself an enemy to Anticeremonians?
A56846	where''s the Blasphemic?
A56846	would it grieve you, because the Tinker had no Ordination from a Bitesheepe?
A56846	your unmaintain''d Opinions are pinned upon the Authority of men: Say, where''s the Papist, now?
A56841	( Falsum nec omen nominis hoc tui;) Moestúmve panget carmen art ●, Melpomenes citharâ canorus?
A56841	12. Who knows, what''s good for man in his dull blaze Of life, his swift, his shadow flying dayes?
A56841	16 The worke of God is unsearchable, 1. WHo''s equall to the Wiseman?
A56841	19. Who knows if my successour is to be A wise man or a fool?
A56841	Alas, Alas, my poore deluded soul, Think''st thou to quench thy fire with oyl, or cool Thy flame with Cordials?
A56841	All this thou hast: Where, then, Shall thy new wishes ● ix, Rare Man of men?
A56841	All this thou hast; Wisdome in things above?
A56841	Am I deceiv''d?
A56841	And which, imbrace?
A56841	Art thou resolved, than, T''abjure delight, and turne Capuccian?
A56841	At the fruitfullest but vain?
A56841	At ô Camaenarum& dolor& decus; Tu si recedas, quis tua funera Cantabit, ô divine vates?
A56841	Aut funditabit, grande, sacro Enthea metra calens furore?
A56841	BUt ah, my soul, what boots it to be wise?
A56841	Be not deceiv''d, my soul; Let not one Name Confound two Natures, and make two the same: Shall Names give Natures?
A56841	Because thy earth hath thus eclips''d the light Of thy contentment, wilt thou make it night?
A56841	Beneath the Orbe of heavens surrounding Sun, What worth his labour hath his labour done?
A56841	But sad, at merriest; and at sweetest, pain?
A56841	Can thy born disease Expect a Cure from such Receipts as these?
A56841	Cease to spend This needlesse breath: Shall thy disordered will Confront his Providence?
A56841	Coelúmque, versu claudet omni, Atque fidem fidibus sonabit?
A56841	Dare thy tongue professe An equall priviledge to Curse and Blesse For one Names sake?
A56841	Did not that voice, that voted Wisdome vain But very now, now cry it up againe?
A56841	Doe they not both arrive, not both resort To the dull portals of the selfe- same Port?
A56841	Doe while thou mayst; To day has eagle wings, And who can tell what change to morrow brings?
A56841	Et quis poëtis jam locus aut latex?
A56841	Every word How interlin''d?
A56841	For fools and me, what vantage to be wise?
A56841	For one drops delight Of ayry Froth, how are ye forc''d to borrow Strong Gales of Hope, to sail through seas of sorrow?
A56841	For who can eat?
A56841	Hast then; O hie thee to that sacred place: Why stay''st thou?
A56841	Hath Truth like Janus, got a double face?
A56841	How are those sparks of Majesty, that were So bright, now baffled with degen''rous feare?
A56841	How happy is that land, how blest the Nation Whose Prince directs by Power, not by Passion?
A56841	How is this Image blurr''d?
A56841	How is this Manuall blotted?
A56841	How is thy will disturb''d with th''inturruptions Of crosse desires?
A56841	How short a span Of seeming pleasure serves ye to requite Long Leagues of travell?
A56841	How sweetly pleasant is the sleep of such As labour, eat they little, or eat much?
A56841	How vainly are ye spent?
A56841	I, but my soule, what great, what higher hand Shall stop the mouth of Envy?
A56841	IS Quarles dead?
A56841	If clouds be full, will they deny to powr Their fruitfull blessings in a lib''rall show''r?
A56841	If heavens decree thus bound the works of men, What profit gaines the fruitlesse worker then?
A56841	If here be no protection for opprest And lab''ring souls, where shall poor souls have Rest?
A56841	If wisdome should entaile Our happinesse on this life, or fill our Saile In this wilde Ocean with perpetuall breath, When should we finde a Hav''n?
A56841	In what blest ear will thy complaints finde place?
A56841	Is not all this enough?
A56841	Is not her royall person gone to view The Mines of Ophir, to the rich Peru?
A56841	O but my saul, why dost thou thus contend With thy Creators pleasure?
A56841	O what praise Can issue forth from cold decrepit dayes?
A56841	O, is it not enough Thy days are ev''ll at best; and but a puffe At longest?
A56841	O, is''t not better, not to thirst at all, Then thirst in vain, or quench thy thirst with gall?
A56841	Objects far distant, secrets too profound What eye can entertain; what heart can sound?
A56841	On whom must all these Royall armies wait?
A56841	Or can renown''d Philosophy declare Whither the dying spirits of beasts repair?
A56841	Or command Her snake devouring fangs to keep the peace Vpon thy worried Name?
A56841	Or did I seem to hear?
A56841	Or glorifi''d thy name With honour posted on the wings of Fame?
A56841	Or is she gone to oyle the wings of Time With unctious pleasures in some forain Clime?
A56841	Or is she mounted on the slippery Throne Of staggering Honour, there disguis''d, unknowne?
A56841	Or thy peoples love?
A56841	Or what Advantage?
A56841	Or who can tell, when his short houre is run, Th''event of all his toyl beneath the Sun?
A56841	Phoebus is set; Th''hast pay''d thy tribute light, thy tribute heat, Sigh out the rest: or wouldst thou to him go, Thy Love, thy Life?
A56841	Quae lympha Musis?
A56841	Quis melle puro jam, calami potens, Condîta promet dia poëmata?
A56841	Quis sanctitatem nectáre carminis Tinctam propinans, digna Deo canet?
A56841	Quis sertacoelojam dabit?
A56841	Quis symbolorum voce pictâ Vnà oculos animúmque, pascet?
A56841	Quisquámne fundet jam querulum melos?
A56841	Shall what was late condemn''d as a disease, Now prove a Remedy?
A56841	Such rare Sonnes thou hast: Thy Princes favour?
A56841	Tell me, my puzled soul, what wouldst thou buy?
A56841	Tell me, my soul, shall he That gave thee being, be prescrib''d by thee?
A56841	That his magnificent, his bounteous hand Made such Provision both by sea and land?
A56841	Thou hast it: Knowledge in these Toyes beneath?
A56841	Thou hast it: Skill in th''Arts?
A56841	Thou hast it: wouldst thou gain the greater pleasure Of a true noble Spouse; whose life may show Vertues rare quintessence?
A56841	Thou hast that too: Wouldst thou have hopefull Sonnes to crown thy Last With Peace and Honour?
A56841	Thou level''st at?
A56841	Thou mayst surcharge as well as sterve The soile; But wise men know what seed will serve: Thy work thus wisely done; what, then, remains?
A56841	To what hopefull end Droyl we our crazy bodies, and expend Our sorrow- wasted spirits, to acquire A Good, not worth a breath of our desire?
A56841	WHat meant that great creating Pow''r to frame This spatious Universe?
A56841	Was not his name Glorious enough without a Witnesse?
A56841	Wert thou condemn''d to sorrows?
A56841	What Novelty can earth proclaim, and say, It had no Precedent before this day?
A56841	What boots our travell, or those works of ours, If all our plots depend on heav''nly pow''rs?
A56841	What curious Inquisitor doth know The place whereto ascending souls do goe?
A56841	What glorious birth Is to be celebrated?
A56841	What hath the owner more then they, but this, What they consume, his eyes behold as his?
A56841	What holy Altar shall thy armes embrace?
A56841	What is it then the wisemans labour gains More then the painfull fool by all his pains?
A56841	What is there then, that lies in earths election To raise thy hap''nesse to more higb perfection?
A56841	What is this World, but ev''n a great Exchange Of dear- bought pen worths, all compos''d of Change?
A56841	What language does appear?
A56841	What meant that sacred Power to command Divorce betwixt united Sea and Land?
A56841	What meant the Beames of his refulgent eyes To print their Image in the crystall skyes?
A56841	What princely guests with all their num''rous traine Did he expect?
A56841	What profit can accrue to man?
A56841	What profit hath my wisdome?
A56841	What royall State''s at hand?
A56841	What then my soul?
A56841	What want''st thou then, my soul, that may augment The reall happinesse of a true content?
A56841	What wants the poore man that by prudent labour Knowes how to live, more then his wealthy neighbour?
A56841	Where is this will- commanding Saint enshrin''d?
A56841	Which Tenet shal I baulk?
A56841	Whither?
A56841	Who shall controule, Who shall suppresse those Passions that contest Within the kingdome of thy troubled brest?
A56841	Who worthy of so great a preparation, Is th''object of such royall expectation, What Prince is to be borne?
A56841	Why Did that corrected Twi- light of his eye Un- muzle darknesse, and with morning light Redeem the day from new baptized night?
A56841	Why do we thus afflict our l ● b''ring soules With dregs of wormwood, and carouse full Bowls Of boyling anguish?
A56841	Why should thy folly captivate thy breath, And make thee prisner to untimely death?
A56841	Why wrapt he earth( as yet untoucht with showers) In a greene Robe embroid red all with flowers?
A56841	Wouldst thou have Honor?
A56841	Yea though he live a thousand yeares twice told, What worth his eyes, can his sad eyes behold?
A56841	a Good: Whrrein consists The Good Thou level''st at To what strange Lists Is her conceal''d Omnipotence confinde?
A56841	aut pium Emblema texet floribus ingenî?
A56841	cuncta manant; quod mare civicae Non decoloravêre caedes?
A56841	endow''d thy minde with gifts Of sacred Art?
A56841	enough to make The miserable childe of man forsake The false protection of thy magick eye, With out th''addition of inconstancy?
A56841	his active spirit flown And none to lend a tear, a sigh, a groan, For the worlds losse?
A56841	or call that ill, Which he thinks good?
A56841	or curious breath Of whispering State?
A56841	or to enforce An empty laughter in a vain discourse?
A56841	thou enjoy''st it: Treasure?
A56841	was he to entertaine?
A56841	wert thou born To live in languishment, and die forlorn?
A56841	what Potentate?
A56841	what can thy heart require, More then thou hast, to fill thy vast desire?
A56841	what can thy treasure show, That is not, like thy selfe, unconstant too?
A56841	what gains Can crown his actions, or reward his pains?
A56841	what great profit lies In a fair Iourny?
A56841	what mortall can apply His heart to force a pleasure more then I?
A56841	what pleasure is''t, to skrue An Antick face and grimme?
A56841	wherein can earth Deserve thy pains, or gratifie thy birth, In framing equall happinesse; nay, in freeing Thy partiall heart from unrepented Beeing?
A56841	who shall ease thy pain?
A56841	— O then my soule, where shall thy wounds obtain That soveraign balsome?
A61073	''t is a pleasant day; What''s the best news?
A61073	AN humane life is but a Play of Passion; What is man''s Mirth but Musick of Division?
A61073	ANd now, my Soul, canst thou forget That thy whole life is one long debt Of Love, to him who on the Tree Paid back the flesh he took for thee?
A61073	And shall my Brain, and shall my Will Their best to thee resuse?
A61073	And shall my voice, and shall my song Praise any but their King?
A61073	And such is the condition of that man That dies e''re his Repentance is began; That wants his weapons, can for none implore; For why?
A61073	And why thou fledst to us, leaving those whom Dame Nature hath commanded from thy Womb, Thy name in golden Letters to entomb?
A61073	And, oh my Soul, how many snares 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 before our feet?
A61073	Angels are my Companions there: dost think, To pleasure thee, I''ll to Perdition sink?
A61073	Are Chains of Iron to be esteemed above the Treasures of Gold?
A61073	Are Fetters better than Freedom?
A61073	Art thou calumniated?
A61073	Both Heav''n and earth on this side of thy Grave?
A61073	But how can I a Weed become, If I am shadow''d with the Son?
A61073	But how in play first came this cheating Sin?
A61073	But how much time more pretious than that sand Have I neglected?
A61073	But how shall God make my bed?
A61073	But if the Lord were just to use his powers, With how much anger might he look on ours?
A61073	But now how shall I study an amends, That, as before, we may continue friends?
A61073	But oh, can all our store afford No better gifts for thee?
A61073	But tell me farther, what is''t thou wouldst have?
A61073	But what''s a Prison when the Soul is free?
A61073	By which it follows with divine attest, That there were more, and who knows which was best?
A61073	CAn we spell Chris- cross row, and yet not read That Christ for us was dead?
A61073	Can he be worth your envy then?
A61073	Can man be born to live, and not to die?
A61073	Canst thou count thy Bondage to be thy Bliss?
A61073	Darkness better far than Light To be preferr''d?
A61073	Do we not see, year after year, God''s merciful to them that sear?
A61073	Do you not finde it truer there, Now Heaven is all your own?
A61073	Dost thou not dayly see his weeping eye Shed Tears to wake thy sleeping Lethargie?
A61073	Dost thou not know that God is love?
A61073	Dost thou want things necessary?
A61073	Doth he not tremble when he once hath got A shaking Ague, or a Feaver hot?
A61073	Doth it on Heaven, or things on earth attend?
A61073	Envy thinks all men made of equal stuff: Why may not envious men be good enough?
A61073	Flesh was made thy slave, But wherein didst thou Satan''s works deprave?
A61073	For why?
A61073	GReat God, that hast at thy command Both Leaden feet and Iron hand, How shall I stand, How can I look, When thou call''st for thy Dreadful Book?
A61073	Great God, can we, Thy Enemies, abide to see Such a glorious Majesty?
A61073	HAve you not heard o''th''bloody Siege of Troy?
A61073	Had the weak Jews so little wit or grace To trust to that, when he fills ev''ry place?
A61073	Hast thou an Estate, and wouldst increase it?
A61073	He hath a Soul, but what doth that embrace?
A61073	His Justice he Therein displays: May not his Mercy then Turn flames of fire to beds for righteous men?
A61073	His Majesty, in such designes as these, Impropriates the Bishops, not the Sees: Impropriate, did I say?
A61073	How can Ingratitude sound louder than Yours to your God?
A61073	How can he lively paint a man that hath The cold effigies in his face of Death?
A61073	How can ye wander, or how can ye stray, When ye are always in, and with your way?
A61073	How canst thou go to the Table to eat, if thou dost not first honour him who giveth and furnisheth thee dayly with such great benefits?
A61073	How durst thou say to him that dwells on high, The Holy One, Look on the World where all my wealth doth lie?
A61073	How he himself did humble unto death, Loosing his life to give us breath?
A61073	How long, bless''d Lord, how long?
A61073	How many golden Mines at stake must lie, To bear the charge of Prodigality?
A61073	How many promises, Lord, do I gather, When I in Prayer petition thee, my Father?
A61073	IF wicked men in Gold and Silver shine, Should I at their Prosperity repine?
A61073	IS it not pleasant( Christian) to be great?
A61073	If I with Brother break my word, The fact may not be great; But if I sin against the Lord, Who shall for me intreat?
A61073	If I''m uncapable my self to build, Shall I snatch Tools from him is thorow skill''d?
A61073	If Turks to this great fin give a restraint, How piercing must it be unto a Saint?
A61073	If good to those that seek thy Grace, What art thou when they see thy face?
A61073	If these deserve so much, then what doth he That made these Beauties?
A61073	Is any merry?
A61073	Is any thing impossible to God, Whose Power can do it with a word, or nod?
A61073	Is it not better, prethee Mortal tell, To Heaven we go, than thou bear me to Hell?
A61073	Is it not pleasant?
A61073	Is it to sweat, and toyl for wealth, Or sport our time away, That thou preserv''st us still in health, And giv''st us this new day?
A61073	Is''t thy natures pride?
A61073	Jacob slept on the ground; who would not deem Himself most happy, having Jacob''s dream?
A61073	Jerusalem, was ever grief like thine?
A61073	Knowledge and Love must both accord, for why?
A61073	LOrd, what a Shadow is the Life of man?
A61073	Lord, this I beg on bended knee, With heart contrite as ashes be, That thou take care both of my end and me?
A61073	MY God, had I my breath from thee, This hour to speak and sing?
A61073	MY God, my God, turn not to night my day; Shall Mans black Crimes be Darts my heart to slay?
A61073	Must I be wretched''cause I''m growing rich?
A61073	Must I come from a Diadem to Death, Leaving my joys, in sorrow spend my breath?
A61073	Must I, that am coequal with the Father, Be crucifi''d, that man may comfort gather?
A61073	Must Kings be made the subjects of their scorns, And wear, instead of Stars, a Crown of Thorns?
A61073	Must my dear blood on sinful dust be spilt To pay his debt, and wash away his guilt?
A61073	My God, had I my Soul from thee, This pow''r to judge and chuse?
A61073	My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
A61073	My God, my God,& c. Must I, that keep the Keys of Death and Hell, Pay visits now where griefs and terrours dwell?
A61073	My grief is great,''t is time to rise or fall; Then cleanse me, Lord, from sin, and ease my thrall, That I may say, O, death, where is thy sting?
A61073	Now what is mans life but a burning Light?
A61073	O Death, the Serpents Son, Where is thy sting?
A61073	O Lord, whereby can I know this?
A61073	O whither will my giddy fancy stride, When a Distemper''s the unstable Guide?
A61073	O whither will my minde with wavering sail, When a Disease shall over me prevail?
A61073	O, Death, where is thy sting?
A61073	Of Hellens beauty how it did destroy?
A61073	Or can you not behold the flames of Hell?
A61073	Or have you read of Jacob, how he serv''d Full fourteen years for Rachel, never swerv''d From his affections?
A61073	Or is it Pleasure?
A61073	Or like a Cherubim that flies on high, Can say, O, Hell, where is thy victory?
A61073	Or what although I loose my sight?
A61073	Or yet, how durst thou say unto the Christ, If there be none Like thee, or if by thee men do subsist, Make bread of stone?
A61073	Pride unto Reason seemeth ever strange; Is Reason absent?
A61073	Shall a Bodily Restraint be preferred before a Spirits Liberty?
A61073	Shall man be subject to obey, And his Inseriours go astray?
A61073	Sin is the Christians greatest sore, and Repentance his surest salve: who then would want the rare Jewel of Repentance?
A61073	So when Sleep comes, methinks my Ev''ning- prayer Is like the making of my Will; my care Ought therefore to provide betimes: for why?
A61073	Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell?
A61073	TEll me, fond Worldling, why dost thou deride A godly Christian?
A61073	TEll me, my Soul, where doth thy passion bend?
A61073	TEll me, you bright Stars that shine Round about the Lambs high Throne, How though bodies once like mine, How you are thus glorious grown?
A61073	Tell me, O my Soul, how canst thou behold the Sun, if thou dost not honour him that made thine eyes to behold that most beautiful Light?
A61073	That done, he rises, to his Neighbour goes, And in sew words doth thus his minde disclose: How do you, Neighbour?
A61073	The Church of Heav''n in triumph brings Of their bless''d life above?
A61073	The Glutton Philoxenus did ● … inveigh Against Dame Nature, and for what, I pray?
A61073	The dead ne''re fear what Death can do: his blast Will come no more; for why?
A61073	The poor man''s Comfort, his most trusty Staff; The rich man''s Elegy and Epitaph Wouldst thou be farther in this Science read?
A61073	Then in the end bethinks to bid adieu; But first he yawns, and cries, What shall we do?
A61073	Then prithee say, What is thy name?
A61073	Then saith the Lord, For what cause wast thou hid?
A61073	This do I do, what is''t I should do more?
A61073	To go with bones?
A61073	To what?
A61073	True, thou hast dealt thy mercies home, Yet acts of grace mayst deign to some At least, before that day of Reckoning come?
A61073	WHat monstrous Devil, or what horrid Hag Bewitch ● … his mind, with Blood to fill his Bag?
A61073	WHat though a Prisoner I am now?
A61073	WHen a rich Worldling dies, first question is, How Rich he di''d; not, is he gone to Bl ss?
A61073	WHen, blessed Lord, shall we Our safe Salvation see?
A61073	WOuldst thou be truly perfect?
A61073	Was Eden''s Garden barren, was there none That could invite, but this same tree alone?
A61073	What Honour can be greater than the Saints?
A61073	What envy will at Malefactors flie, Because the day is fair wherein they die?
A61073	What excellence may that be said to be, Which the most excellent( as dangers) slee?
A61073	What fruit hath man in all these things?
A61073	What glorious Creature can a tongue rehearse, May be compar''d to Man?
A61073	What heaviness then fits upon his look?
A61073	What matter is it?
A61073	What mercy conquer''d thee, my God, That thou wouldst bear our sinful load?
A61073	What need a whip for stubborn sinners backs, When''t is decreed their heads are for the axe?
A61073	What need we care, when Our heavenly Father knoweth we have need of these things?
A61073	What sign ● … fie Petitions of a Heart That trembling lies when Death presents his Dart?
A61073	What though by nature I am dumb?
A61073	What though 〈 ◊ 〉 make me sicken?
A61073	What''s your Confinement but a certain Rule That leads to Happiness, Afflictions School?
A61073	What, hast thou eat the fruit which I forbid?
A61073	When thou with Rottenness art whelm''d about, Where shall I be?
A61073	Where is the Worldling''s glory?
A61073	Where lies the cheat, when I receive the gold?
A61073	Which Friend or Patron take me to, When Saints themselves are scarce secure from wo?
A61073	Who ever swam in such a Sea of Honour and Riches as Solomon?
A61073	Who told thee thou art naked?
A61073	Why are we dayly by our sins decoy''d?
A61073	Why do you stay?
A61073	Why doth Iniquity in Glory flourish, In Pastures large?
A61073	Would''st thou have Honour, which the World depaints?
A61073	You that in Christ no beauty can behold, Nor Heavens glory, dare you be so bold As not to think they all things do excel?
A61073	alas, my Lord, how can I bear a Childe, that never knew a man, But am a Virgin pure?
A61073	and who sank so egregiously as he?
A61073	let him pray: Is any merry?
A61073	to Dust?
A61073	what can be more exprest?
A61073	what price are Mackrel, pray?
A61073	what shall I do?
A61073	what uncouth place Can shelter from thy face?
A61073	wherein lies the odds?
A61073	— How shall this be?
A61073	— What voice is this that calls me blessed?
A10246	A Bride?
A10246	Al ● …, to whom should I reueale My dying thoughts, but vnto you, that gaue Being to her, that hath the power to saue My wasted life?
A10246	Am I deceiu''d, or doe I heare The voice of Arg''lus sounding in mine eare?
A10246	And can the gods themselues( said he) contriue A way for hope?
A10246	And can these teares Not intercede betwixt thy deafned ● … ares, And my sad suit?
A10246	And is there so much happinesse yet left For a broke heart, a heart that was bereft Of power t''enioy, what heauen had pow ● … r to giue?
A10246	And neuer meet againe?
A10246	And not be conquer''d yet?
A10246	And shall a womans frownes haue power to grieue thee?
A10246	And shall our story discontinue here?
A10246	And so conclude?
A10246	And thinke you that the righteous Gods would fill me With such false ioyes, as( if enioy''d) would kill me?
A10246	And why should custome doe our sex that wrong, To take away the priuiledge of our tongue?
A10246	And will ye 〈 ◊ 〉?
A10246	Are those the noble fauours I expected?
A10246	Are your soules conioyn''d so close, That my ent ● … eaty may not enterpose?
A10246	Athleia, dare thy priuate thoughts partake With mine?
A10246	Be briefe, and take aduantage of your odds; One simple mayde against so many gods?
A10246	Be iust; O make not such vnequall ods Of equall sinnes: Be iust, or else no Gods: Why send ye downe such Angels to the earth, To mocke poore mortalls?
A10246	Breathes my P ● … rthenia?
A10246	But haue we lost Parthenia?
A10246	But what can long endure?
A10246	But what can rellish pleasing to a taste That is distemper''d?
A10246	But who shall comfort poore Parthenia now?
A10246	By adding torments, hope I to find ease?
A10246	Can Argalus forget His languishing Parthenia?
A10246	Can Parthenia change her minde?
A10246	Can a sweet repast Please a sicke pallate?
A10246	Can earth forget her burthen, and ascend?
A10246	Can hills forget their pondrous bulk, and flye, Like wandring Atomes, in the empty sky?
A10246	Can my past ioyes reuine, Like this rekinàled fier?
A10246	Can nothing be concluded, nothing done, But intermedling Venus must be one?
A10246	Can the whining breath Of discontent and passion send reliefe To thy distraction, or asswage thy griefe?
A10246	Can you, oh can you be so quickly won, To leaue your poore Parthenia, and be gon?
A10246	Canst thou be secret?
A10246	Canst thou, O canst thou sleep?
A10246	Canst thou, ô canst thou goe, And leaue thy poore distrest Parthenia so?
A10246	Could thy prosperous actions think To scape reuenge, because the gods did wink At thy designes?
A10246	Doe these wretched eyes attaine The happinesse, to see this face againe?
A10246	Does Partheni ● … liue?
A10246	Does nothing trouble thee?
A10246	Exil''d thy little iudgement, and betray''d thee To thine owne selfe?
A10246	Frighting my fancy, with their hourely knells?
A10246	From so obdure a rock Can water flow?
A10246	From whom, What leane chapt fury did I snatch thee from?
A10246	Graues and Bells?
A10246	H ● … d my pen deliuered him dead into your hands, what could ye h ● … ue had more?
A10246	Has thy heart A locke that none can pick by theevish art, Or brake by force?
A10246	Hath Cupids Vniuerse no temp''rate Zone, Either a torrid or a frozen one?
A10246	Haue ye beheld a Leaguer?
A10246	How art thou chang''d( Parthenia?)
A10246	How can thy wishes be A blessing to me, if vnblest in thee?
A10246	How hath he spent his daies e''re since?
A10246	How is thy weather beaten soule opprest With stormes and tempests blowne from the Northeast Of cold despaire?
A10246	How lesse then nothing art thou?
A10246	How nothing hath it made thee?
A10246	I vow a mariage; why?
A10246	I?
A10246	If nature giue vs freedome, to affect, Why then should custome barre vs to d ● … tect The gifts of nature?
A10246	If so, what helpe?
A10246	In what Isle Of endlesse sorrow lurks she all this while?
A10246	In what sort The deepe mouth''d Cannon playes vpon the Fort, And how by peecemeales it doth batter downe The yeelding walls of the besieged towne?
A10246	Into what a fe ● … Hath one looke strucke thy soule?
A10246	Into what estate Hath fortune, and the direfull hand of Fate Driuen thy perplexed soule?
A10246	Is Death my Riuall then?
A10246	Is all extreame in loue?
A10246	Is light so odious to her?
A10246	Is my condition So poore, I can not 〈 ◊ 〉, but by petition?
A10246	Is not her cruelty enough, alone, But must I bring fresh torments of my owne?
A10246	Is thy flame so stout Tendure my breath?
A10246	Is''t not enough that Phebus does applaud Her lust, but must nights Goddesse be her baud?
A10246	It is my deare Parthenia''s voice; ah me, And can Parthenia, not Parthenia be?
A10246	It is my proper taske: what dost thou meane, Without my licence, to intrude my Sceane?
A10246	Madam, to whom should my sad words appeale But you?
A10246	May Counsell mooue a heart, whose best 〈 ◊ 〉 Consists in desperate yeelding to a griefe?
A10246	Must we be parted then?
A10246	My deare Parth ● … nia tell me, where, O where Art thou that so 〈 ◊ 〉''st mine ● … ye, mine eare?
A10246	My neece Parthenia''s, face: Nor can I be Perswaded( by your leaue) but you are she?
A10246	No draughts indifferent?
A10246	No meane at all?
A10246	Not one dreaming teare?
A10246	Nothing but death, and murthers?
A10246	O angry heauens; what hath Parthenia done, To be thus plagu''d, or why not plagu''d alone If guilty?
A10246	O neuer, neuer To be recur''d: If I had done amisse, Hath heauen no easier plagues in store, but this?
A10246	O wherefore should thy heart Vsurpe my stage, and act Parthenia''s part?
A10246	O, can your all- descerning eyes behold Such impious actions prosper, vncontroll''d?
A10246	O: what aduice can rellish in her eares, That weepes, and takes a pleasure in her teares?
A10246	Of whom dost thou complaine?
A10246	Or can th''aspiring flames be taught to tend To th''earth?
A10246	Or can the heauens,( growne idle) not fulfill Their certaine reuolutions, but stand still, And leaue their constant motion, for the winde T''inherit?
A10246	Or haue inchanted mists stept in betweene My abused eyes, and what 〈 ◊ 〉 eyes ● … aue seene?
A10246	Or rather, why Do''st not contemne, and scorne their power, and dye?
A10246	Or shall Parthenia now be so vnkinde, Te leaue her Argalus, and stay behind?
A10246	Or shall a womans wanton smile relieue thee?
A10246	Or shall thy ouer- curious steps for beare A garden,''cause there be no Roses there?
A10246	Or want a period, till another yeare?
A10246	Or what( alas) can humane skill apply To turne the course of loues Phlebotomie?
A10246	Or, being borne, O why Did not my fonder nurses Lullaby( Euen whilst my lips were hanging on her brest) Sing her poore Babe to euerlasting rest?
A10246	Parthenia, oh Parthenia, who shall weepe Thy world of teares?
A10246	Peruerse Partheni ● …, Is thy heart so sworne To A ● … galus his loue, that it must s ● … orne Demagoras?
A10246	Say, what hath mortall man To doe with vs?
A10246	Send forth thy brighter sun- shine, and the while, O lend me but the twilight of a smile: Giue me one amorous glance: why standst thou mute?
A10246	Shall euery day, wherein the earth does lacke The Suns reflex, b''expell''d the Almanacke?
A10246	Shall we befriend these louers, with the night, And leaue them buried in their owne delight?
A10246	Tell me, Canst thou digest A secret, trusted to thy faithfull brest?
A10246	Think''st thou thy mothers blood Cryes in a language, not to be''vnderstood?
A10246	Thou impe of Phlegetor; who let thee in, To force a day, before the day begin?
A10246	To finde disgrade?
A10246	To whom shall she complaine?
A10246	To whom( fond man) dost thou complaine?
A10246	VVilt thou forsake me then?
A10246	What Oratory can preuaile?
A10246	What ayle the Gods, thus to disturbe my rest, And make such earthquakes in my troubled brest?
A10246	What great request, what suite Does now attend vs, that they thus salute Our nostrills, with such acceptable sauours?
A10246	What hope of helpe can ye assure me, When onely she, that made the wound can cure me?
A10246	What marble, ah what adamantine care Ere heard the flames of Troy, without a teare?
A10246	What meanes thy boldnesse to vsurpe this roome, And force a night, before the night be come?
A10246	What shall I doe?
A10246	What sudden ill hath taught thee to deny Thy selfe?
A10246	When as this cursed hand did goe about To bring thee in, why went not these eies out?
A10246	Where is this wanton Harlot now become?
A10246	Who brought thee 〈 ◊ 〉?
A10246	Who is''t( said he) that calls vntimely night To hide those griefes that thus abiure the light?
A10246	Why dost thou frowne?
A10246	Why dyest thou not, Demagoras, when as death Lends thee a weapon?
A10246	Why moou''st thou not the Gods?
A10246	Why was I borne?
A10246	Will thy dull Genius giue thee leaue to slumber?
A10246	With mingled frownes and smiles, she thus replide, H ● … lfe in a rage, And must I be denide?
A10246	With that, as if her heart had rent in two, She past a sigh, and said, O aske not who?
A10246	and Argalus so neere His latest houre?
A10246	and goe away reiected?
A10246	and where?
A10246	but the minuts dash Of youthfull passion, to allay the dust Of my desires, and exuberous lust?
A10246	did I?
A10246	did that answere need To be returned with so great a speed?
A10246	did thy flattering thoughts e''re wrong Thy iudgement so; to thinke, D ● … magoras tongue Could so abuse his honour, as to sue For serious loue?
A10246	dost thou weepe?
A10246	either honey or Gall?
A10246	for euer?
A10246	how hath passion Put all thy thoughts, and senses out of fashion?
A10246	it is not I)?
A10246	it is not I: Not I( said he?)
A10246	my Argalus was''t this you made Such hast to answere?
A10246	nay who can giue reliefe To her, that hopes for succour from her griefe?
A10246	neuer?
A10246	no dreame incumber Thy frighted thoughts?
A10246	or doe false mists but mocke Our cheated eyes?
A10246	or how Can counsell chuse but blush to vndergoe So vaine taske, and be contemned too?
A10246	or is home So homely in her wandring eyes, that she Must still be rambling, where vnknowne to me?
A10246	or who Shall giue reliefe?
A10246	to bequeath?
A10246	what Fury gaue thee light?
A10246	what infernall spright Breath''d in thy face?
A10246	what report Can find admittance in th''Arcadian Co ● … rt But faire Partheniaes?
A10246	what shall poore Parthenia doe?
A10246	what simples can the hand of art Finde out to stanch a louers bleeding heart?
A10246	what weapon shall I hold Against thy hand, that will not be controll''d?
A10246	what, neuer?
A10246	what, not yet?
A10246	when, being afflicted, I finde best wishes, yet am interdicted Of those best wishes, and must be remou''d From loues enioyment; why?
A10246	why did those pearly teares Slide downe?
A10246	why does that heauenly brow Not made for wrinkles, show a wrinkle now?
A10246	〈 ◊ 〉, ah Parthenia; Then must I 〈 ◊ 〉 bought and sold for teares?
A10260	The Lot accuses thee, thy words condemne thee,The waues( thy deaths- mē) striue to ouerwhelme thee:"What shal we do?
A10260	''Mong which are sixe- score thousand soules( at least) That hang vpon their tender mothers brest?
A10260	( A third replies)"What is thy Country?
A10260	( and yet not included,) Could Ionah find a resting any where So void, or secret, that God was not there?
A10260	( blessed God) Where is thy Scepter?
A10260	2 ¶ ANd am I here, and my Redeemer gone?
A10260	3 ¶ WHat is the World?
A10260	4 ¶ GOd made the World, and all that therein is, Yet, what a little part of it is his?
A10260	A Marble tablet?
A10260	A great Exchange of ware, Wherein all sorts, and sexes cheapning are, The Flesh, the Diuell sit, and cry, What lack ye?
A10260	Am I a God, and shall I not command?
A10260	And a Dauids skill?
A10260	And beasts, and cattell, endlesse, without counting?
A10260	And did thy fainting browes sweat blood and water?
A10260	And doe I liue yet?
A10260	And of what allies?"
A10260	And shall not I spare such a goodly Citie?
A10260	And was all this for mee?
A10260	And what are Men but WORMES?
A10260	And what contin''all ward?
A10260	And what is Life?
A10260	And who can tell, if God will change the lot, That we, and ours may liue, and perish not?
A10260	And why hast thou done this?"
A10260	And yet liue in pleasure?
A10260	Are these the tricks to purchase heau''nly grace?
A10260	Art thou a Prophet, and dost thou amisse?"
A10260	Art thou a man, and dar''st my Lawes withstand?
A10260	BVt stay awhile, this thing would first be knowne: Can Ionah giue himselfe, and not his owne?
A10260	BVt stay: This was a strange and vncouth word: Did Ionah fly the presence of the Lord?
A10260	BVt stay; Is God like one of vs?
A10260	But a golden dreame, Which( waking) makes our wants the more extreame?
A10260	But quicken''d lumps of earth?
A10260	But still delayes His plagues denounc''t, and Iudgement still forbeares, And stead of fortie Dayes giues many yeares?
A10260	Can He be dead, and is not my life done?
A10260	Can MAN deserue?
A10260	Can Word confesse him, when as Deed denies him?
A10260	Can anger helpe thee, Ionah?
A10260	Can anger helpe thee?
A10260	Can ashes clense thy blot?
A10260	Can fasting expiate, or slake those fires That Sinne hath blowne to such a mighty flame?
A10260	Can he be Wise, that knowes not how to liue?
A10260	Can he be Yong, that''s Feeble, Weake, and Wan?
A10260	Can he from any place Be spar''d?
A10260	Can he that is the God of Truth, dispence With what he vow''d?
A10260	Can hee, When he hath said it, alter his Decree?
A10260	Can his minde Reuolt at all?
A10260	Can sackcloth clothe a fault?
A10260	Could he sleepe then, When( with the suddaine sight of Death) the men( So many men) with yelling shreekes, and cries, Made very heau''n report?
A10260	Did Ionah sleepe so sound?
A10260	Did Ionah sleepe, That should be watchfull, and the Tower keepe?
A10260	Did Ionah( the selected mouth of God) In stead of roring Iudgements, does he nod?
A10260	Did thy cheekes entertaine a Traytors lips?
A10260	Does it become my seruants heart to swell?
A10260	Doest thou well?
A10260	Doth it become my seruants heart to swell?
A10260	GIue leaue a little to adiourne your story, Run backe a step, or twaine, and looke afore ye: Can he be said to feare the Lord, that flies him?
A10260	HOw great''s the loue of God vnto his creature?
A10260	Hadst thou( O dust and ashes) such a care, And in- bred pittie, a trifling plant to spare?
A10260	He that repleats The mighty Vniuerse, whose lofty seat''s Th''imperiall Heauen, whose footstoole is the face Of massy Earth?
A10260	How comes it then to passe?
A10260	How faining deafe is he?
A10260	How fond, corrupt, and sencelesse is mankind?
A10260	How fraile and brittle?
A10260	How great respect?
A10260	How great''s the power of thy hand?
A10260	How great''s thy Name in all the Land?
A10260	How is thy Glory plac''t aboue the heau''n?
A10260	How mighty are the wonders of thy hand?
A10260	How mought it bee, That hauing limited his iust Decree Vpon the expiring date of fortie dayes, He then performes it not?
A10260	How poore a mite art thou content withall, That man may scape his downe- approching fall?
A10260	How seeming great is he?
A10260	How seeming sweet''s the quiet sleepe of sin?
A10260	How truly little?
A10260	How wilfull blind?
A10260	How would thine hastie spirit then bin sturr''d, If thou art angry, Ionah, for a Gourd?
A10260	I Thurst; And who shall quench this Eager Thurst?
A10260	I stand amaz''d and frighted at this word: Did Ionah fly the presence of the Lord?
A10260	If they aske thee, Why?"
A10260	Ionah, do''st thou well?
A10260	Is Heau''n vniust?
A10260	Is man a thing, befitting thy Respect?
A10260	Is this a fit speech?
A10260	Is this a seemly fashion?
A10260	Mastre, Is it I?
A10260	More then a man?
A10260	Must not the Recompence Be full Equiualent to the Offence?
A10260	Nath''les, it blooms, and fades within an how re; What thing more pleasing then a morning Sun?
A10260	Nay, was not this my Word, The very Word, that these my lips had shaped, When this mis- hap mought well haue bin escaped?
A10260	O righteous Isr''el, where, O, where art thou?
A10260	Or Ashur whip thee?
A10260	Or Sinay blast thee with her sulph''rous smokes?"
A10260	Or are my Lawes vniust?
A10260	Or art thou ought but Dust?
A10260	Or bin bereaued of thine only Sheep, That in thy tender bosome vs''d to sleep?
A10260	Or can his Best Doe Iustice equall right, which he transgrest?
A10260	Or doe thy hands make God a recompence, By strowing dust vpon thy bryny face?
A10260	Or had Boreas blowne His full- mouth''d blast, and cast thy houses downe, And slaine thy sonnes, amid their iollities?
A10260	Or hadst thou lost thy Vineyard full of trees?
A10260	Or he be Rich, that nothing hath to giue?
A10260	Or he be Strong, that Ayery Breath can cast?
A10260	Or is his Wisedome, or his Mercy greater?
A10260	Or the Lions rent thee?"
A10260	Or why should he loue retchlesse Man so much?
A10260	S. Aug. Cum Deus iubet se iubere sine vllis ambagibus intimat, quis inobedientiam in crimen vocat?
A10260	Shall I destroy the mightie Niniuie, Whose people are like sands about the sea?
A10260	Shall I subuert, and bring to desolation A Citie,( nay, more aptly tearm''d a Nation) Whose walls are wide, and wondrous full of might?
A10260	So wretched Ionah; But Iehoua thus; What boot''s it so to storme out- ragious?
A10260	Speake man, Whence awayes,"From what Confines cam''st thou?
A10260	Strange is the charge: Shall I goe to a place Vnknowne and forraine?
A10260	Tell vs, What is thine Art( another sayes)"That thou professest?
A10260	Thy Sauiours Blood will thaw that frost agen: Thy prayr''s that should be feruent, hot as fier, Proceed but coldly from a dull Desier; What then?
A10260	VVonder not at the Title,( A FEAST FOR WORMES:) for it is a Song of Mercy: VVhat greater FEAST than Mercy?
A10260	WHo giues me then an Adamantine Quill?
A10260	Was he tormented in excesse of measure?
A10260	Was there, O was there not a iust suspect, My preaching would procuer this effect?
A10260	Was thy deare body scourg''d, and torne with whips, So that the guiltlesse blood came trickling after?
A10260	We leaue our liues, and pleasure leaueth vs: Why what are Pleasures?
A10260	Wert thou( Lord) hang''d vpon the Cursed Tree?
A10260	What faith hadst thou, by leauing thine abode,"To thinke to fly the presence of thy God?"
A10260	What hold is there of Earthly Good?
A10260	What humour led thee to a place vnknowne,"To seeke a forrein land, and leaue thine owne?"
A10260	What is the cause?
A10260	What mends by mortall Man can then be giu''n To the offended Maiestie of heau''n?
A10260	What mister word is that?
A10260	What shall not I,( That am the God of mercie, and haue sworne To pardon sinners, when soe''re they turne?
A10260	What shall we doe?
A10260	What then, if cruell Pashur heape on strokes?"
A10260	What then?
A10260	What then?
A10260	What thing is Man, that Gods regard is such?
A10260	What vncouth Cloyster could there then affoord A screene''twixt faithlesse Ionah, and his Lord?
A10260	What was thy sinfull fact, that causes this"( Sayes one) wherein hast thou so done amisse?"
A10260	What, Ionah, shall a Gourd so moue thy pitie?
A10260	What, art thou angry( Ionah) for a Gourd?
A10260	What, art thou borne a Iew?
A10260	What, if by strong oppression The Chaldees had vsurpt vniust possession Vpon thy Cammels?
A10260	What, if consuming fier( falne from heauen) Had all thy seruants of their liues bereauen, And burnt thy Sheep?
A10260	What, if th''Arabians with their ruder traine Had kill''d thine Oxen, and thy Cattell slaine?
A10260	What, was this a deed That with the Calling he profest, agreed?
A10260	What?
A10260	When Dust and Ashes mortally offends, Can Dust and Ashes make Eternall mends?
A10260	Where is this Loue become in later age?
A10260	Where is thy Lampe?
A10260	Where shall I goe, or which way shall I wind?
A10260	Whether?"
A10260	Which when a wretched man''s once nuzz''ld in, How soundly sleepes he, without feare, or wit?
A10260	Who knowes, if God will his intent perseuer?
A10260	Whose hearts are sorrowfull, and soules contrite?
A10260	Whose infants are in number, so amounting?
A10260	Whose prettie smiles did neuer yet descry The deare affection of their mothers eye?
A10260	Why hast thou not obey''d( but thus transgrest)"The voice of God, whom thou acknowledgest?"
A10260	Why?
A10260	Yet fortie Dayes, and Niniueh shall perish?
A10260	and doe this?
A10260	and howerly regard, Stands man in hand to haue, when such a brood Of furious hell- hounds seeke to suck his blood?
A10260	and shooke the skies So vncouth, that the ship it mought haue riu''n?
A10260	could Sinners finde out ne''r a one, More fit then Thee, for them to spit vpon?
A10260	how great''s thy Name in all the Land?
A10260	how poore a thing is wretched man?
A10260	how shall we, that are but Bushes, stand?
A10260	or Gentile?
A10260	or a well- plac''d word?
A10260	or hide a shame?
A10260	or how could he Teach this,( THOV SHALT NOT KILL) if Ionah be His life''s owne Butcher?
A10260	or offer violence Vpon his sacred Iustice?
A10260	or purge thy''offence?
A10260	or vary like the winde?
A10260	or yet by any meanes excluded, That is in all things?
A10260	shall I then be silent?
A10260	then likewise heare, Who knowes of Ionah, whether, yea, or no, A secret Spirit will''d him to doe so?
A10260	thy zealous Shepheard now?
A10260	we may not slay thee:"Or shall we saue thee?
A10260	were all too little, were they ours: Or shall we burne( vntill our life expires) An endlesse Sacrifice in Holy fires?
A10260	what are men?
A10260	what earthly thing can long remaine?
A10260	what hope haue we to finde reliefe, And want the meanes that may diuulge our griefe?
A10260	what is man, but like a worme that crawl''s, Open to danger, euery foot that falls?
A10260	what shall become of thee?
A10260	wher''s thine yron Rod?
A10260	¶ But stay; Did one of Gods elected number,( Whose eyes should neuer sleepe, nor eye- lids slumber) So much forget himselfe?
A10260	¶ CAn he be Faire, that withers at a Blast?
A10260	¶ How sleight a thing is man?
A10260	¶ IS fasting then the thing that God requires?
A10260	¶ Malfido, rouze thy leaden spirit, Bestirre thee, Hold vp thy drowsie head, Here''s comfort for thee; What if thy Zeale be frozen hard?
A10260	¶ O where, and what''s thy Kingdome?
A10260	¶ What heedfull watch?
A10260	¶ What shall we then returne to God of Heau''n?
A10264	, And takes such honour, as base earth can give: Aimes she at Pleasure?
A10264	ANd dost thou not admier?
A10264	Alas, his Honour can not soare too high, For palefac''d death to follow: He must dye: Lives he a Conqu''rour?
A10264	And art thou silent too?
A10264	And does the fairest bounty of encrease Crowne him with plenty; and, his dayes with peace?
A10264	And doth heaven blesse His heart with spirit; that spirit, with successe; Successe, with Glory; Glory, with a name, To live with the Eternity of Fame?
A10264	And gave so strickt a charge?
A10264	And is he turn''d a Mill- horse now?
A10264	And it seemes to me, The parent''s most delinquent of the three: What; if the better minded Son doe aime At worth?
A10264	And must our easie tryall, At first, reade Hieroglyphickes of deniall?
A10264	And seeks thou for a new?
A10264	And shall Th''indulgent nurse be counted, wisely kinde, If she be mov''d to please his childish minde?
A10264	And was this He, that with the help of none, Destroy''d a thousand with a silly Bone?
A10264	And was''t a man of God, that brought the word?
A10264	And when thou knowst it, let thy servants know: What?
A10264	Are Heavens lawes So strict?
A10264	Are not our yearly Tributes justly paid?
A10264	Art thou faire and yong?
A10264	Art thou growne so poore, To leave thy famisht Infants at our doore, And not allow them food?
A10264	Breathes he without a crosse?
A10264	Came this bone, by chance, To Samsons hand?
A10264	Can Heav''n be false?
A10264	Can Heaven be false?
A10264	Can he be thus Pleas''d with our offerings, unappear''d with us?
A10264	Can such things Obtaine lesse priviledge, then a Tale, that brings The audience wonder, entermixt with pleasure?
A10264	Can thy miswandring eyes choose none, but her, That is the child of an Idolater?
A10264	Can''st recall The words we entertain''d the time withall?
A10264	Canst thou supply The empty Ravens, and let thy children dye?
A10264	Could not Azza smother Thy flaming lust; but must thou finde another?
A10264	Does our Millhorse sweat?
A10264	Does thy troubled eare Not tingle?
A10264	Does well deserved store Limit his wish, that he can wish no more?
A10264	Dost thou not tremble?
A10264	Dóes perpetuall mirth Lend him a little Heaven upon his earth?
A10264	Great God; O, can thy patient eye behold This height of sinne, and can thy Vengeance hold?
A10264	HOw is our story chang''d?
A10264	Had they but taken thence That cursed Bone, what colour of defence Had Samson found?
A10264	Hast thou not heard a peevish Infant baule To gaine possession of a knife?
A10264	Hast thou not promis''d that my strengthned hand Shall scourge thy Foemen, and secure thy Land From slavish bondage?
A10264	Hath he not promis''d that the time shall come, Wherein the fruits of my restored wombe Shall make thee Father to a hopefull Sonne?
A10264	Hath his faire desart Obtain''d the freedome of his Princes heart?
A10264	Hath not the crime Paid a sufficient Intrest for the time?
A10264	Hath sinne given ore To cry for plagues?
A10264	Have we delaid Our faithfull service, or denied to doe it, When you have pleas''d to call your servants to it?
A10264	Have we just cause to joy?
A10264	Have we not kept our vowes?
A10264	Have we, at any time, upon your triall, Shruncke from our plighted faith, or prov''d disloyall?
A10264	He must dye: Lives he in Honour?
A10264	He opes thee wombe: why then shouldst thou repine?
A10264	His bloodlesse cheekes, and deadnesse of his eyes?
A10264	His drooping head?
A10264	How can I Thinke but thou hat''st me, when thy lips deny So poore a Suite?
A10264	How golden were those dayes?
A10264	How hast thou crackt thy credit, that we dare not Trust thee for bread?
A10264	How his sterne Browes were bent?
A10264	How is''t, we dare not venture To keepe thy Babes, unlesse thou please to enter In bond, for payment?
A10264	How often hast thou mockt my slender suite With forged falshoods?
A10264	How poorely doe we crowne Their blessed labours?
A10264	How small a thing''thad bin( If they had beene so provident) to winne The day with ease?
A10264	I feare our lavish tongues have bin too bold: What speeches past betweene us?
A10264	I hold it as a wronge: How canst thou say thou lov''st me?
A10264	IT was a sharpe revenge: But was it just?
A10264	Inexorable Samson: Can the teares From those faire eyes, not move thy deafned eares?
A10264	Is God like Man?
A10264	Is it not greater wisedome, to denie The sharp- edg''d knife, and to present his eye With a fine harmelesse Puppit?
A10264	Is th''old growne stale?
A10264	Is there none To please that over- curious eye of thine, But th''issue of a cursed Philistine?
A10264	Is this that Conquerer whose Arme did thunder Vpon the men of Askalon, the power Of whose bent fist, slew thirty in an hower?
A10264	Is this that blessed Infant, that began To grow in favour so, with God and man?
A10264	Is this that daring Conquerour, whose hand Thrasht the proud Philistines, in their wasted land?
A10264	Is this that holy Thing, againe whose birth, Angells must quit their thrones, and visit Earth?
A10264	Is this the Nazarite?
A10264	Is this the man whose hands unhing''d those Gates, And barethem thence, with pillers, barres,& Grates?
A10264	Is this the man, whose courage did contest With a fierce Lyon, grappling brest to brest; And in a twinckling, tore him quite in sunder?
A10264	It is a right hand blessing; But supplie Of wealth can not secure him; He must die: Lives he in Pleasure?
A10264	Lists he to strike?
A10264	May a Nazarite, then, Embrue and paddle in the bloods of men?
A10264	May not her teares prevaile?
A10264	May not that God, that gave thee thy creation, Turne thee to nothing, by his dispensation?
A10264	May these Have power to Kill, and murther where they please?
A10264	May these revenge their wrongs, by blood?
A10264	Meets he no sullen care; no sudden losse To coole his joyes?
A10264	Must Angells leave their Thrones of glory thus, To watch our foot- steps, and attend on us?
A10264	Must The Childrens teeth be set on edge, because Their Fathers ate the grapes?
A10264	Must he end His weary dayes in darkenesse?
A10264	Must his hyer, Be knotted cords, and torturing whips of wyer?
A10264	Must this Heroe spend His latter times in drudgery?
A10264	Must this great Conquerour be forc''d to grinde For bread and water?
A10264	Must vengeance yet have more?
A10264	Nay, wee''l give ore To tempt thy bridall fondnesse any more: Betray your lovely husbands secrets?
A10264	O can those drops, that trickle from those eyes Vpon thy naked bosome, not surprize Thy neighb''ring heart?
A10264	O can thy heart not melt, as well as they?
A10264	O, canst thou reade Her double story, and thy heart not bleed?
A10264	O, sudden change; Is this that holy Nazarite, for whom Heaven shew''d a Miracle, on the barren wombe?
A10264	O, then I knew, it was no man: No, no; It was the face of God: Our eyes Have seene his face:( who ever saw''t, but dies?)
A10264	O, whither shall poore mortalls flie For comfort?
A10264	On what foundation shall his hopes relie?
A10264	Or He, whose wrists, being bound together, did Breake Cordes like flax, and double Ropes like thrid?
A10264	Or can he border Vpon confusion, that''s the God of order?
A10264	Or can th''Almighties tongue, That is all very truth, doe Truth that wrong, Not to performe a vow?
A10264	Or can these things be done When we are dead?
A10264	Or can thy sinne Plead more t''excuse it?
A10264	Or could the Army goe No further?
A10264	Or how could he withstood The necessary danger of his blood?
A10264	Or may his more familiar hands disburse His liberall favours, from the royall purse?
A10264	Or onely to advance His yet unknowne Authoritie?
A10264	Or shall an Issue come From the chill closset of a barren wombe?
A10264	Or was''t an Angell, sent from heaven, to show What Heaven hath will, as well as pow''re, to doe?
A10264	Or was''t some false delusion, that possest The weaknes of a lonely womans brest?
A10264	Our eyes can not behold that glorious face, Which is all life, unruin''d in the place: How is our natures chang''d?
A10264	Seest thou the fruitfull Wombe?
A10264	Shall Manoah''s loynes be fruitfull?
A10264	Shall Manoah''s wife give sucke?
A10264	Shall a Sonne Blesse his last dayes?
A10264	Shall her cold wombe be now, in age, restor''d?
A10264	Shall one man suffer for another?
A10264	THe jaw- bone of an Asse?
A10264	Tell me wherein Art thou more priviledg''d?
A10264	Th''extreame affection of my heart does leade My tongue,( that''s quickned with my love) to pleade What, if her parents be not circumcis''d?
A10264	The Persian Lawes no time may contradict; And are the Lawes of God lesse firme and strict?
A10264	The very Stones shall flie From their unmov''d Foundations, and destroy: Lists he to punish?
A10264	The winters heate And summers damp, shall make his will compleate: Lists he to send the Sword?
A10264	Their joyfull mouths will blow Their louder Trumpets; Or doe feares affectus?
A10264	They''l come and pitch their Tents about our heads; See they a sinner penitent, and mourne For his bewail''d offences, and returne?
A10264	They''l come and sing About our beds: Do''s any judgement bring Iust cause of griefe?
A10264	They''l fall agreeving too; Doe we tryumph?
A10264	They''l fill our hearts with joy, and resolution: Or doe we languish in our sickly beds?
A10264	They''l guard our heads from danger, and protectus: Are we in Prison, or in Persecution?
A10264	Things that haue no sense, Shall vindicate his Quarrell, on th''Offence: Lists he to send a plague?
A10264	Thinke yee that God commits the Sword of power Into the hands of Magistrates, to scower And keepe it bright?
A10264	Till then thou must refraine to drinke, or eate, Wines, and strong drinke, and Law- forbidden meate?
A10264	Turncbut the key, and thou maist locke it in: Or wouldst thou have a Blessing fall upon thee?
A10264	VVAs this that wombe, the Angell did enlarge From barrennesse?
A10264	Vnkinde Iudeans, what have you presented Before our eyes?
A10264	Wants he no pleasure, that his want on eye Can crave, or hope from fortune?
A10264	Was there no fitter place, for them to stay, But even just there?
A10264	Was this that wombe, that must not be defil''d With uncleane meates, lest it pollute the child?
A10264	What Rites?
A10264	What art thou more then she?
A10264	What businesse brought you hether?
A10264	What can we more clame, Then they, that now, are scortehing in that flame, That hath nor moderation, rest, nor end?
A10264	What did our eyes behold?
A10264	What disastrous weather Drove you this way?
A10264	What holy course of life shall he Be trained in?
A10264	What is our desert, But Death, and Horror?
A10264	What mad man could presume So dry a tooth should yeeld so great a Rheume?
A10264	What more then Devill, What envious Miscreant hath done this evill?
A10264	What shall his Office be?
A10264	What strange adventures?
A10264	What way of breeding shall we chuse T''observe?
A10264	What, if rare vertues doe inflame His rapt affection?
A10264	What, if the condition Of an admir''d, and dainty disposition Hath won his soule?
A10264	What, is this hee, who( strengthned by heavens hand) Was borne a Champion, to redeeme the Land?
A10264	Where heaven withdrawes, the creatures power shakes; What miserie''s wanting there, where God for sakes?
A10264	Who would not thinke, The thirsty Conquerour, for want of drinke, Should first have dyed?
A10264	Why bring you thus an army to us?
A10264	Why so was she: Were thy temptations strong?
A10264	Why, so were hers: What canst thou plead, but she Had powre to plead the same, as well as thee?
A10264	Wills he afamine?
A10264	Wouldst thou prevent a judgement, due to sin?
A10264	and blinde?
A10264	and force it to obey?
A10264	and now, at last, Finde pleasure, when her prime of youth is past?
A10264	are the daughters of thy brethren growne So poore in Worth, and Beauty?
A10264	but must needs expect a foe Iust where his weapon of destruction lay?
A10264	dost thou frowne?
A10264	his very port and guise?
A10264	nor thy spirits faint to heare The voice of those, whose dying shriekes proclame Their tortures, that are broyling in the flame?
A10264	will that arme of thine Make me their slave, whom thou hast promist, mine?
A56828	''T is true, God must bee sought; What impious tongue dare be so basely bold to contradict so knowne a Truth?
A56828	A relaxation from the toyle of labour: And what is labour but a painefull exercise of the fraile body?
A56828	ANd can I choose O God but tremble at thy judgements?
A56828	Am I not sunke too deepe into the Jawes of Hell, for thy strong arme to rescue?
A56828	And by repentance too; What strange impietie dare deny it?
A56828	And ha ● t thou no m ● ● te in thine?
A56828	And may I not dispense with a bare lippe deniall of my urg''d Religion for the necessary preservation of the threatned life of a man?
A56828	And my demeanour unreprovable before the world?
A56828	And shall I then afflict my body and beslave my heaven- borne soule to purchase, Rags to cloathe my nakednesse?
A56828	And was not our mixt government unapt to fall into diseases?
A56828	And what have they not done to make my soule despair?
A56828	And what reward can thy indulgence expect from such a father?
A56828	And will these Plague- denouncers never leave to thunder judgements in my trembling eare?
A56828	And with blotted fingers made his blurre the greater?
A56828	And yet thou pamper''st up thy sides with stollen food, and yet thou deck''st thy wanton body with unearn''d ornaments?
A56828	Are we borne to thrum Caps, or pick strawes?
A56828	Are we still bound to keepe a legall Sabbath in the strictnesse of the Letter?
A56828	Are wee all Angels?
A56828	Art thou not condemned to Rags, to Famine, by him whose Law commanded thee to labour?
A56828	Art thou worthy of Christ that preferrest thy estate, or thy brothers life before him?
A56828	BUt will my God bee now entreated?
A56828	Bee circumspect, and provident my soule: Hast thou a faire Summer?
A56828	Being sick of the Iaundies, how hast thou censur''d another yellow?
A56828	But why dost thou judge thy brother?
A56828	CAn flesh and blood bee so unnaturall to forget the Lawes of Nature?
A56828	COnscience, why start''st thou?
A56828	Can blowing youth immure it selfe within the Icey walls of Vestall Chastitie?
A56828	Can drunkennes dry up the Sea that walls her?
A56828	Can faire- pretending pictie be so barbarous to condemn us to the flames of our affections, and make us Martyrs to our owne desires?
A56828	Can flames of lust dissolve the Ordnance that protect her?
A56828	Can full perfection bee expected here?
A56828	Can lusty diet, and mollicious rest bring forth no other fruits, but faint desires, rigid thoughts, and Pblegmatick, conceits?
A56828	Can the Sunne rise to thy comfort, that hath so often set in thy wrath?
A56828	Canst thou appeare in the searching eye of heaven, and not expect to be cast away?
A56828	Canst thou command the Sunne to shine?
A56828	Canst thou forbid the Mildewes, or controll the breath of the malignant East?
A56828	Canst thou hold a full estate, a good pennyworth, which is bought with the deare price of thy Gods displeasure?
A56828	Come, if thou freely give thy house, canst thou in conscience bee denied a hiding- roome for thy protection?
A56828	Custome in Sinne multiplies it: Pleadest thou societie?
A56828	Did not our Prophets give lawfull warning?
A56828	Did wee want good Lawes?
A56828	Didst thou foresee this danger?
A56828	Didst thou not laugh invasion to scorne?
A56828	Dost thou glory in thy Friends?
A56828	Dost thou glory in thy parts?
A56828	Dost thou glory in thy strength?
A56828	Dost thou glory in thy wealth?
A56828	Endeavour rather to be, then to be thought holy; for what profits it thee to bee thought to be what thou art not?
A56828	Fifteene shillings in the pound composition?
A56828	Foresee what punishments are prepa''rd to meet thee, and tell mee, what''s thy purchase?
A56828	Forgive him: Hath hee srespass''d against the Congregation?
A56828	HAs thy brother, O my soule, a beame in his eye?
A56828	HOw truely then, O God, this heavy woe belongs to this my boasted sinne?
A56828	Has mortalitie no priviledge, to supersede it from the utmost punishment of a little necessary frailtie?
A56828	Hath Gilead Balme enough to heale thy superannuated sores?
A56828	Hath not my life been blamelesse before men?
A56828	Hath not the hardnesse of my heart made mee uncapable of thy compassion?
A56828	Have I borne false witnesse like the wanton Elders?
A56828	Have I embrued my hands in blood like Barabbas?
A56828	Have I like Iacob supplanted my elder brother?
A56828	Have I not given Tithes of all I have?
A56828	Have I not hated Vice with a perfect hatred?
A56828	Have I set up false Gods like the Egyptians?
A56828	Have I violated the Sabbath like the Libertines?
A56828	Have the Gentiles no priviledge, by the vertue of Messia ● s comming, or has the Evangelicall Sabbath no immunities?
A56828	How Pharisaically hast thou judg''d?
A56828	How can my ● ippes, that daily breath revenge against my brother, presume to owne thee as my father, or expect from thee thy blessing, as thy child?
A56828	How can wee honou ● God if wee revenge our selves?
A56828	How fiercely have they preach''d destruction, against my cruelty?
A56828	How full of sweetnesse was his death, who dying was reveng''d upon three thous ● nd enemies?
A56828	How has the pride of thy owne heart blinded thee toward thy selfe?
A56828	How many thirst whilst thou surfeitest?
A56828	How many want that blessing thou hast turn''d into a curse?
A56828	How often hast thou turn''d the spirituall b ● dy of thy Saviour into thy d ● mnation?
A56828	How wert thou wedded to thy owne corruptions, that could''st endure thy unsavory filthinesse?
A56828	I, but in some cases truth destroyes thy life; a lie preserves it: My soule, was God thy Creator?
A56828	I, but who shall right thy honor then?
A56828	Iaco ● could purchase his sick fathers blessing with a downe- right lye, and may I not di ● semble for a life?
A56828	If thy impatience can not act a Sabbath twelve houres, what happinesse canst thou expect in a perpetuall Sabbath?
A56828	If truth sit Regent, in what faithfull brest shall secrets finde repose?
A56828	In all Christian duties who more forward then I?
A56828	Is a poore clod of earth wee call Inheritance, prizable with his greatnesse?
A56828	Is hee that was so weary of the New- Moones, so taken with the Sunne to tie his Sabbath to that onely day?
A56828	Is it equall that God, who gave thee a body, and six dayes to provide for it, should demand one day of thee, and bee denied it?
A56828	Is not my crying sinne too loud for Pardon?
A56828	Is not the God of heaven and earth worth many kingdomes?
A56828	Is not the liberall Cup the Sucking- bottle of the sonnes of Phaebus, to solace and refresh their palats in the nights of sad Invention?
A56828	Is not this Gods sole Prerogative?
A56828	Is six dayes too little for thy selfe, and two houres too much for thy God?
A56828	Is there no allowance to humanitie?
A56828	Is thy cause bad?
A56828	Is thy honour wrong''d?
A56828	Is thy welfare more considerable then his glory?
A56828	It is a day of Rest: And what''s a Rest?
A56828	May that breach bee set upon the score of m ● rcy, and commended above sacrifice for the savegard of an Asse?
A56828	No Graines to flesh and blood?
A56828	Nothing but damnation?
A56828	Nothing but judgements?
A56828	Nothing but plagues?
A56828	O like Ahab intruded into Nabott ● Vineyard?
A56828	O my deceived foule, how great a darknesse was thy light?
A56828	O my ingrant soule, what shall I do to bee saved?
A56828	O my soule, how dost thou prize temporalls beyond eternalls?
A56828	O my soule, how uncharitable hast thou been?
A56828	O my unrighteous soul, canst thou hold thy brother worthy of death for giving thee the lie, and thy selfe guiltlesse that makest a lie?
A56828	O thou covetous man, why dost thou treasure up such hidden mischiefe?
A56828	O what returne can the tainted breath of my polluted lipps deserve, but to bee bound hand and foot, and cast into the flames of Hell?
A56828	O ● can my stony heart not stand amazed at thy Threatnings?
A56828	O, wouldst thou offer a pleasing sacrifice to heaven?
A56828	Or a puffe of breath wee call life, valuable with his honour, in comparison of whom the very Angels are impure?
A56828	Or at a Cockpit leave our doubtfull fortunes to the mercy of unmercifull contention?
A56828	Or can our worke be perfect in this vale of imperfection?
A56828	Or could''st thou have contrived a way to bee thus miserable?
A56828	Or hath my purse beene hidebound to my hungry brother?
A56828	Or have I bowed before them like the Israelites?
A56828	Or like Absolon defiled my fathers Bed?
A56828	Or like David coveted Vriahs wife?
A56828	Or like cursed Cham have I discovered my fathers nakednesse?
A56828	Or shall my brothers life, or shall my owne be seis''d upon through the cruell truth of my downe- right confession?
A56828	Or spend our wanton dayes in sacrificing costly presents to a fleshly Idoll?
A56828	Or what mercy canst thou expect from heaven, that hast denied all mercy to thy Neighbour?
A56828	Or what presumptuous lips dare disavow it?
A56828	Or who but fooles( that can not taste an injury) can moderate their high- bred spirits, and stop their passion in her full carreire?
A56828	Reprove him: Hath hee sinned against God?
A56828	Search thy selfe to the bottome, and thou shalt find enough to humble thee: Dost thou glory in the ● avour of a Prince?
A56828	So long as thy wrath is kindled against thy brother, so long is the wrath of God burning against thee?
A56828	Societie in the offence, aggravates the punishment: Pleadest thou help to Invention?
A56828	TAke heed my soul, when thou hast lost thy self in thy journey, how wilt thou find thy God at thy journeys end?
A56828	Tell mee, what continuance can that Inheritance promise that is raised upon the ruines of thy Brother?
A56828	The Law is just and good, and being ruled by that, how can my faire proceedings bee unjust?
A56828	The Plague?
A56828	The tenth in tithes is any one in tenne, and why the seventh day not any one in seaven?
A56828	The young mans great possessions taught his timerous tongue to shrinke from an decline his hearts profession, and who could blame him?
A56828	They perish at their owne charge, not mine, and what is that to mee?
A56828	VVHat tell''st thou me of Conscience, or a pious life?
A56828	VVHat think''st thou now my soule?
A56828	VVer''t thou not but now for many yeares even nuzzl''d in the bosome of habituall peace?
A56828	VVhat Plagues against my swearing?
A56828	VVhat curses to the Covetous?
A56828	VVhat judgements to the lascivious?
A56828	VVhat vengeance to the prophane, the censorious, the revengefull?
A56828	WIll Boanarges never cease?
A56828	Was Ioseph mark''d for everlasting death, for swearing by the life of Egypts King?
A56828	We sanctifie the day, the day not us: But are we Iewes?
A56828	What Commonwealth can be secure?
A56828	What Oyle shall bee infused into the Lampe of deare societie, if they deny the priviledge of a civill rejoycing Cup?
A56828	What Stra ● ● ● can prosper?
A56828	What blessing canst thou hope from heaven, that pleadest for the sonne of the devill, and crucifyest the Sonne of God?
A56828	What can my prayers expect but thy just wrath and heavy indignation?
A56828	What damnation to Hypocrites?
A56828	What have I done to make my case desterate?
A56828	What if his beggerly children pine, or his proud wife perish?
A56828	What if the custome of a harmelesse oath should captivate thy heedlesse tongue, can nothing under sudden judgement seize upon thee?
A56828	What if the luxuriant stile of thy discourse doe chance to strike upon an obvious Oath, art thou straight hurried into the bosome of a Plague?
A56828	What kingdome can be safe?
A56828	What labour for the youth to number mu ● ick with their sprightly paces?
A56828	What labour is it for the impatient lover to measure Hellespont with his widened armes to hasten his delight?
A56828	What meane these strict Reformers thus to spend their hou ● e- glasses, and bawle against our harmelesse Cups?
A56828	What povertie to the slothfull?
A56828	What satisfaction wilt thou give to the Creator, to the creature, to thy selfe, against all whom thou hast transgrest?
A56828	What stripes to the ignorant?
A56828	What thankfulnesse shall I returne for so infinite a love?
A56828	What warre can be succesfull?
A56828	What?
A56828	When Martiall execution is to bee done, wilt thou feare to kill?
A56828	When civill warres divide a kingdome, will Mercuries decline a lie?
A56828	When hunger drives thee to the gates of death, wilt thou bee affraid to steale?
A56828	Wherefore doe the wicked live, become old, yea are mightie in power?
A56828	Who more threatned then the presumptuous?
A56828	Why should I spend my pretious minutes in the sullen and dejected shades of sadnesse?
A56828	Why should I tire my tender youth, and ● orture out my groaning dayes in ● oyle and travell?
A56828	Woe bee to that barrennesse, that wants such showers: Pleadest thou strength to beare much Wine?
A56828	and countenanc''d vertue with a due respect?
A56828	and discompose the happy peace of my harmonious thoughts with painefull grinding in the common mill of dull mortalitie?
A56828	and sell our livelihood for a few teares, and a whining face?
A56828	and yet she stands the glory of the world: Can Pride demolish the Towers that defend her?
A56828	and yet sound; What danger against procrastination?
A56828	dar''st thou deny him for thy owne ends, that denied thee nothing for thy good?
A56828	for the saving of the whole livelihood and subsistence of a Christian?
A56828	if bloody times should force Religion to sh ● oud it selfe beneath my roofe; upon demand, shall my false truth betr ● y it?
A56828	judge thy selfe: Wouldst thou avoyd the sinne?
A56828	or Lord, wherein am I more uncapable of thy indignation?
A56828	or did our Lawes want execution?
A56828	or didst thou not lesse feare a Civill warre ● Was not the Title of the Crowne unquestionable?
A56828	or if a wet season meet thy Harvest and with open sluces overwhelme thy hopes; canst thou let downe the floodgates, and stop the watry Flux?
A56828	or rather not be secured by a faire officious life?
A56828	or ravell out my short liv''d dayes in solemne and heart- breaking Care?
A56828	or were wee moved at the sound of Judgments?
A56828	or why dost thou set at naught thy brother?
A56828	shall I perish for the want of food, and die a Mart ● ● to that foolish conscience which forbids mee to rub the eares of a little standing Corne?
A56828	shall the reall breach of a holy Sabbath, dedicated to Gods highest glory bee tolerated for the welfare of an Oxe?
A56828	should wee bee stock ● and stones, and( having active soules) turne altogether passives?
A56828	thy pleasure, with no crosse?
A56828	thy prosperitie, with no adversitie?
A56828	thy reputation, with no scandall?
A56828	to call our meetings Riots, and brand our civill mirth with stiles of loose Intemperance?
A56828	was not Wine given to exhilarate the drooping hearts, and raise the drowzie spirits of dejected soules?
A56828	what''s thirty in the hundred to a man of Trade?
A56828	which like Hippocrates ● winnes still live and die together?
A56828	why dost thou dote on the Image of the King stamped on coyne, and hate ● t the Image of God that shines in men?
A56828	yet how often hath God been found upon the deathbed?
A56828	yet none live more unscourg''d: VVho deeper branded then the Lyer ● ● yet who more favor''d?
A56828	yet not infected: What diseases against my drunkennesse?
A56828	yet themselves prosper: VVhat falls to the proud?
A56828	yet who lesse punished?
A56828	yet who more pleasure?
A56828	yet who more safe?
A56828	yet who more scotfree?
A56828	yet who richer?
A56943	''T is true, God must bee sought; What impious tongue dare be so basely bold to contradict so known a truth?
A56943	A relaxation from the toile of labour: And what is labour but a painfull exercise of the fraile body?
A56943	ANd can I choose O God but tremble at thy judgements, or can my stony heart not stand amazed at thy threatnings?
A56943	And hast thou no moat in thine?
A56943	And may I not dispence with a bare lippe deniall of my urg''d Religion for the necessary preservation of the threatned life of a man?
A56943	And shall I then afflict my body, and beslave my heaven- born soule to purchase Rags to cloath my nakednesse?
A56943	And was not our mixt government unapt to fall into diseases?
A56943	And what have they not done to make my soul despaire?
A56943	And will these Plague- denouncers never leave to thunder judgements in my trembling eare?
A56943	And with blotted fingers made his blurre the greater?
A56943	Are we all Angels?
A56943	Are we born to thrum Caps, or pick straws?
A56943	Are we still bound to keepe a legall Sabbath in the strictnesse of the Letter?
A56943	Art thou not condemned to Rags, to Famine, by him whose law commanded thee to labour?
A56943	Art thou worthy of Christ that preferrest thy estate, or thy brothers life before him?
A56943	Augustine O thou covetous man, why dost thou treasure up such hidden mischiefe?
A56943	BUt will my God bee now entreated?
A56943	Be circumspect, and provident my soule: Hast thou a faire Summer?
A56943	Being sick of the Iaundies, how hast thou censur''d another yellow?
A56943	But why dost thou judge thy brother?
A56943	CAn flesh and blood bee so unnaturall to forget the Lawes of Nature?
A56943	COnscience, why start''st thou?
A56943	Can blowing youth immure it selfe within the Icey walls of Vestall Chastity?
A56943	Can drunkennesse dry up the Sea that walls her?
A56943	Can faire- pretending Piety be so barbarous to condemn us to the flames of our affections, and make us Martyrs to our own desires?
A56943	Can flames of lust dissolve the Ordnance that protect her?
A56943	Can full perfection be expected here?
A56943	Can lusty diet, and mollicious rest bring forth no other fruits, but faint desires, rigid thoughts, and Phlegmatick, conceits?
A56943	Can the Sun rise to thy comfort, that hath so often set in thy wrath?
A56943	Canst thou appeare in the searching eye of heaven, and not expect to be cast away?
A56943	Canst thou command the Sunne to shine?
A56943	Canst thou forbid the Mildewes, or controll the breath of the Malignant East?
A56943	Canst thou hold a full estate, a good pennyworth, which is bought with the deare price of thy Gods displeasure?
A56943	Come, if thou freely give thy house, canst thou in conscience be denied a hiding room for thy protection?
A56943	Custome in finne multiplies it: Pleadest thou society?
A56943	Did not our Prophets give lawfull warning?
A56943	Did we want good Lawes?
A56943	Didst thou foresee this danger?
A56943	Didst thou not laugh invasion to scorne?
A56943	Dost thou glory in thy friends?
A56943	Dost thou glory in thy parts?
A56943	Dost thou glory in thy strength?
A56943	Dost thou glory in thy wealth?
A56943	Endeavour rather to be, then to be ● thought holy; for what profits i ● thee to be thought to be what th ● ● art not?
A56943	Fifteen shillings in the pound composition?
A56943	Foresee what punishments are prepar''d to meet thee, and tell mee, what''s thy purchase?
A56943	Forgive him: Hath he trespass ● d against the Congregation?
A56943	HAs thy brother, O my soul, a beam in his eye?
A56943	HOw truly then, O God, this heavie woe belongs to this my boasted sin?
A56943	Has mortality no priviledge to supersede it from the utmost punishment of a little necessary frailty?
A56943	Hath Gilead Balme enough to heale thy superannuated sores?
A56943	Hath not my life beene blamelesse before men?
A56943	Hath not the hardnesse of my heart made me uncapable of thy compassion?
A56943	Have I born false witnesse like the wanton Elders?
A56943	Have I imbrued my hands in blood like Barabbas?
A56943	Have I like Jacob supplanted my elder brother?
A56943	Have I not given tithes of all I have?
A56943	Have I not hated Vice with a perfect hatred?
A56943	Have I set up false Gods like the Egyptians?
A56943	Have I violated the Sabbath like the Libertines?
A56943	Have the Gentiles no priviledge by vertue of Messiahs comming, or has the Evangelicall Sabbath no immunities?
A56943	How Pharisaically hast thou judg''d?
A56943	How can my lips, that daily breathe revenge against my brother, presume to own thee as my father, or expect from thee thy blessing, as thy childe?
A56943	How can we honour God if we revenge our selves?
A56943	How full of sweetnesse was his death, who dying was reveng''d upon three thousand enemies?
A56943	How has the pride of thine owne heart blinded thee toward thy selfe?
A56943	How many thirst, whilst thou surfeitest?
A56943	How many want that blessing thou hast turn''d into a curse?
A56943	How often hast thou turn''d the spirituall body of thy Saviour into thy damnation?
A56943	How wer''t thou wedded to thy owne corruptions, that couldst endure thy unsavoury filthinesse?
A56943	I, but who shall right thy honour then?
A56943	Iacob could purchase his sick fathers blessing with a down- right lie, and may I not dissemble for a life?
A56943	If thy impatience can not act a Sabbath twelve hours, what happinesse canst thou expect in a perpetuall Sabbath?
A56943	If truth sit Regent, in what faithfull breast shall secrets finde repose?
A56943	Is a poore clod of earth we call Inheritance, prizable with his greatnesse?
A56943	Is he that was so weary of the New- Moones, so taken with the Sun to tie his Sabbath to that only day?
A56943	Is it equall that God who gave thee a body, and sixe dayes to provide for it, should demand one day of of thee, and be denied it?
A56943	Is not my crying sin too loud for pardon?
A56943	Is not the God of heaven and earth worth many kingdomes?
A56943	Is not the liberall Cup the Sucking- bottle of the sons of Phebus, to solace and refresh their palats in the nights of sad Invention?
A56943	Is not this Gods sole Prerogative?
A56943	Is sixe dayes too little for thy selfe, and two hours too much for thy God?
A56943	Is there no allowance to humanity?
A56943	Is thy cause bad?
A56943	Is thy honour wrong''d?
A56943	Is thy welfare more considerable then his glory?
A56943	It is a day of Rest: And what''s a Rest?
A56943	May that breach be set upon the score of mercy, and commended above sacrifice for the savegard of an Asse?
A56943	Must we turne Ancherites and spend our dayes in Caves, and Hermitages, and smother up our pretious hours in cloysterd folly, and recluse devotion?
A56943	No grains to flesh and blood?
A56943	Nothing but damnation?
A56943	Nothing but judgements?
A56943	Nothing but plagues?
A56943	Now tell me O my soul, art thou worthy the name of a Christian, that denyest and opposest the nature of Christ?
A56943	O my deceived soule, how great a darknesse was thy light?
A56943	O my ingrant soule, what shall I doe to bee saved?
A56943	O my soule, how dost thou prize temporalls beyond eternalls?
A56943	O my soule, how uncharitable hast thou been?
A56943	O my unrighteous soule, canst thou hold thy brother worthy of death for giving thee the lie, and thy selfe guiltlesse that makest a lie?
A56943	O what return can the tainted breath of my polluted lips deserve, but to bee bound hand and foot, and cast into the flames of Hell?
A56943	O, wouldst thou offer a pleasing sacr ● fice to heaven?
A56943	Or Lord, wherein am I more uncapable of thy indignation?
A56943	Or a puffe of breath we call life, valuable with his honour, in comparison of whom the very Angels are impure?
A56943	Or at a Cockpit leave our doubtfull fortunes to the mercy of unmercifull contention?
A56943	Or can our work bee perfect in this vale of imperfection?
A56943	Or couldst thou have contrived a way to be thus miserable?
A56943	Or hath my purse been hidebound to my hungry brother?
A56943	Or like Absolon defiled my fathers bed?
A56943	Or like Ahab intruded into Nabals vineyard?
A56943	Or like David coveted Vriahs wife?
A56943	Or like cursed Cham, have I discovered my Fathers nakednesse?
A56943	Or shall my brothers life, or shall my owne be seis''d upon through the cruell truth of my down- right confession?
A56943	Or spend our wanton dayes in sacrificing costly presents to a fleshly Idoll?
A56943	Or what presumptuous lips dare disavow it?
A56943	Or who but fooles( that can not taste anjnjury) can moderate their high- bred spirits; and stop their passion in her full carrier?
A56943	Reprove him: Hath he sinned against God?
A56943	Search thy self to the bottome, and thou shalt find enough to humble thee: Dost thou glory in the favour of a Prince?
A56943	So long as thy wrath is kindled against thy brother, so long is the wrath of God burning against thee?
A56943	Society in the offence, aggravates the punishment: Pleadest thou help to invention?
A56943	TAke heed my soule, when thou hast lost thy self in thy journey, how wilt thou finde thy God at thy journeys end?
A56943	Tell mee, what continuance can that Inheritance promise that is raised upon the ruines of thy Brother?
A56943	The Law is just and good, and being ruled by that, how can my faire proceedings bee unjust?
A56943	The Plague?
A56943	The tenth in tithes is any one in ten, and why the seventh day not any one in seven?
A56943	The young mans great possessions taught his timerous tongue to shrink from and decline his hearts profession, and who could blame him?
A56943	They perish at their own charge, not mine, and what is that to mee?
A56943	VVHat tell''st thou me of Conscience, or a pious life?
A56943	VVHat thinkst thou now my soule?
A56943	VVIll Boanarges never cease?
A56943	WHat a child O my soule, hath thy false bosome harb ● rd ▪ And what reward can thy indulgence expect from such a father?
A56943	Was not Wine given to exhilarate the drooping hearts, and raise the drowzie spirits of dejected souls?
A56943	Was not the Title of the Crown unquestionable?
A56943	We sanctifie the day, the day not us: But are we Jewes?
A56943	Wer''t thou not but now for many yeares even nuzzl ● d in the bosome of habituall peace?
A56943	What Common wealth can be secure?
A56943	What Oyle shall bee infused into the lampe of deare society, if they deny the priviledge of a civill rejoycing Cup?
A56943	What Stratagem can prosper?
A56943	What blessing canst thou hope for from heaven, that pleadest for the son of the devill, and crucifyest the Son of God?
A56943	What can my prayers expect but thy just wrath and heavie indignation?
A56943	What damnation to Hypocrites?
A56943	What have I done to make my case desperate?
A56943	What if his beggerly children pine, or his proud wife perish?
A56943	What if the custome of a harmlesse oath should captivate thy heedlesse tongue, can nothing under sudden judgment seiz upon the?
A56943	What judgements to the lascivious?
A56943	What kingdome can be safe?
A56943	What labour for the youth to number musick with their sprightly paces?
A56943	What labour is it for the impatient lover to measure Hellespont with his widened armes to hasten his del ● ght?
A56943	What mean these strict Reformers thus to spend their hou ● e- glasses, and bawle against our harmless Cups?
A56943	What poverty to the slothfull?
A56943	What satisfaction wilt thou give to the Creator, to the Creature, to thy selfe; against all whom thou hast transgrest?
A56943	What stripes to the ignorant?
A56943	What thankfulnesse shall I returne ● or so infinite a love?
A56943	What vengeance to the prophane, the censorious, the revengefull?
A56943	What warre can be successefull?
A56943	What''s thirty in the hundred to a man of Trade?
A56943	What?
A56943	What?
A56943	When civill warres divide a Kingdome, will Mercuries decline a lie?
A56943	When hunger drives thee to the gates of death, wilt thou be afraid to steale?
A56943	When martial execution is to be done ▪ wilt thou fear to kill?
A56943	Wherefore do the wicked live, become old, ye are mighty in power?
A56943	Who more threatend then the presumptuous?
A56943	Why should I spend my precious minutes in the sullen and dejected shades of sadnesse?
A56943	Why should I tire my tender youth, and torture out my groaning dayes in toyle and travell?
A56943	am I not sunk too deep into the jaws of Hell, for thy strong arme to rescue?
A56943	and by repentance too: What strange impiety dare deny it?
A56943	and countenanc''d Vertue with a due respect?
A56943	and discompose the happy peace of my harmonious thoughts with painfull grinding in the common mill of dull mortality?
A56943	and my demeanor unreprovable before the world?
A56943	and sell our livelihood for a few teares, and a whining face?
A56943	and yet I live: What plagues against my swearing?
A56943	and yet she stands the glory of the world: Can pride demolish the Towers that defend her?
A56943	and yet sound; What danger against procrastination?
A56943	dar''st thou deny him for thy owne owne ends, that denied thee nothing for thy good?
A56943	for the saving of the whole livelyhood and subsistence of a Christian?
A56943	in all Christian duties who more forward then I?
A56943	judge thy selfe: Wouldst thou avoid the sin?
A56943	or did our Lawes want execution?
A56943	or didst thou not lesse feare a Civill war?
A56943	or have I bowed before them like the Israelites?
A56943	or if a wet season meet thy Harvest, and with open sluces overwhelme thy hopes; canst thou let downe the floodgates, and stop the watry Flux?
A56943	or rather not be secured by a faire officious lie?
A56943	or ravell out my short liv''d dayes in solemn and heart- breaking Care?
A56943	or were we moved at the sound of judgements?
A56943	or why dost thou set at naught thy brother?
A56943	shall I perish for the want of ● ood, and die a Martyr to that foolish conscience which forbids me to rub the eares of a little standing Corne?
A56943	shall the reall breach of a holy Sabbath, dedicated to Gods highest glory, be tolerated for the welfare of an Oxe?
A56943	should we be stocks and stones and( having active souls) turne altogether passives?
A56943	the extract of all diseases?
A56943	thy pleasure, with no crosse?
A56943	thy prosperity, with no adversity?
A56943	thy reputation with no scandall?
A56943	to call our meetings Riots, and brand our civil mirth with stiles of loose Intemperance?
A56943	was Ioseph mark''d for everlasting death, for swearing by the life of Egypts King?
A56943	was Peter when he so denyed his master, straight damn''d for swearing, and forswearing?
A56943	what if the luxuriant stile of thy discourse doe chance to strike upon an obvious Oath, art thou straight hurried into the bosome of a Plague?
A56943	why dost thou dote on the Image of the King stamped on coine, and hatest the Image of God that shines in men?
A56943	yet finde I honour: How fiercely have they preacht destruction against my cruelty?
A56943	yet how often hath God been found upon the death- bed?
A56943	yet none live more unscourg''d: Who deeper branded then the Lyar?
A56943	yet not infected: What diseases against my drunkennesse?
A56943	yet themselvs prosper: What fals to the proud?
A56943	yet they stand surest: What curses to the covetous?
A56943	yet who lesse punisht?
A56943	yet who more Scotfree?
A56943	yet who more favourd?
A56943	yet who more pleasure?
A56943	yet who more safe?
A56943	yet who richer?
A56943	〈 ◊ 〉, but in some cases truth destroyes thy life; a lie preserves it: My soule, was God thy Creator?
A56839	''T was soundly watcht the whil''st: But have you made Search no where else?
A56839	''gainst whom do''st thou Thus sternely bend thy discontented Brow?
A56839	A Virgin beare a Son?
A56839	Admit all this Philorthus,( for who can Consider frailty, and not thinke of Man?)
A56839	Ah, how often have I cry''d In corners?
A56839	All this may be, and yet no Virgin, Swain; Can Virgins bear?
A56839	Anarchus?
A56839	And Hell: But tell me to what sort of souls does he Expand the Gates of heaven?
A56839	And if my faith be conscious of a blot, Why stand''st thou mute so long?
A56839	And is not, now, that prophecy made good?
A56839	And of a Virgins womb?
A56839	Are th''Infernall keys Lesse nimble to unlock Hels gate for these?
A56839	Are they severe, Reserv''d, and strict?
A56839	Art me no Arts; That which the Sp''rit infuses Shall edge my tongue: What tell''st thou me of Muses, Those Pagan Gods; the Authours of your Schismes?
A56839	Art thou his Lad?
A56839	Art thou thy self, Anarchus?
A56839	At whom does this Artil''ry of thine eye Levell such flames?
A56839	Better, quite neglect: But does he totally devote that day To his fair Flock?
A56839	Borne without pain?
A56839	But Swain, I wonder much they make not bold, Sometimes to straggle to another Fold, To mend so mean a diet?
A56839	But have those Pray''rs restor''d the Pearl again?
A56839	But is it certain, Nuncius?
A56839	But say, what strange mischance was that, did move thee To flee thy native soile?
A56839	But say; upon what shoulders grows that Head That can not erre: that can not be misled?
A56839	But stay, deare Shepheard, shall my sisters crimes, Or shall th''unjust Rebellions of her times Be plagu''d in me?
A56839	But tell me Swaine, does any such foole dwell Within our pale, that thinks you Swaines can sell Such priviledg?
A56839	But tell me now, my Saint- imploring brother, One Cypher being added to another, What makes the totall summe?
A56839	But tell me, Shepheard, will this dainty feed Make them but seeming fat, or fat indeed?
A56839	But tell me, Swain, to what prodigious end May these miraculous discourses tend?
A56839	But tell me, Swaine, how come you to engage Such great ones to your faction?
A56839	But tell me, Swaine, what busie eyes attend Thy flocks the while?
A56839	But tell me, wert thou made A Butcher, or a Tayler by thy trade?
A56839	But what betides to riotous Gluttons, then, Hell- tutor''d Sorcerers, and incestuous men?
A56839	But wher''s the profit, Shepheard, where''s the gains?
A56839	But who comes here?
A56839	But, where''s the Nectar, Swaine?
A56839	Can Phoebus, in the noon Of his Meridian glory, cease to shine, Before his Solstice leaves him to decline The least degree?
A56839	Can a foul weed Delight the smell?
A56839	Can any mortall heart Be so befool''d?
A56839	Can brave Adolphus fall, And heaven not give us warning?
A56839	Can that displease thee, that delights thy God?
A56839	Can their wisedomes rome Through all the world, and yet be blinde at home?
A56839	Can very Truth take place Of very Truth?
A56839	Can your mixtures adde A sweetnesse to it, which it never had?
A56839	Canst thou give me At least some hopes of comfort to relieve me?
A56839	Champion, speak; why speakst thou not?
A56839	Corruption sake?
A56839	Could not your Chair dispence With that as safely as with all the rest?
A56839	Did Gentilla''s knee Ere bend to any, but her God, and Thee?
A56839	Did not I trust, Gentilla, to thy hand My Flocks, my substance, under whose command I left them charg''d?
A56839	Doe they stand All sound?
A56839	Does thy paines obtain No by- commendaes, no collaterall gain, To raise and heighten up the slender wall Of thy low fortunes?
A56839	Evangelus?
A56839	Faith, so''s my Nectar, Swaine; my Nectar''s ended; Look, here''s the Shrine, but the sweet Saint''s ascended: See''st thou this empty bottle?
A56839	Feeds he for by- respect?
A56839	Folds he for fashion?
A56839	GRaze on my Lambs, here''s nothing to disquiet Your gentle peace, or interupt your diet: Why croud ye thus so neer your frighted dams?
A56839	God morrow, Swain: Not yet?
A56839	God- morrow, Swain; God keep thee from the sorrow Of a sad day; What speechlesse?
A56839	Graze on, my sheep: Forbeare my Lambs, to feare ye know not what, And feed; your feeding makes your shepheard fat: But who comes yonder?''
A56839	Growes not grasse there, where these proud buildings stood?
A56839	HOw fare thy Flocks, Adelphus?
A56839	Has Truth a double face?
A56839	Has thy hungry zeale Devoured all thy manners at a meale?
A56839	Have I prov''d false?
A56839	Have not my thoughts observ''d a holy Fast From new desires?
A56839	Have not these eyes bin chast As th''eyes of Turtles?
A56839	Heavens Statute qualifies all sorts of men; How came yee to repeal that Statute then?
A56839	Here''s neither Wolf, nor Fox; Graze on, my Lambs: Graze on, my Sheep; why gaze ye to and fro, As if ye fear''d some evill?
A56839	Here''s none but thee and I, Why dost thou turne aside?
A56839	How can the wav''ring will of man be guided Betwixt two Sp''rits; at least, one Sp''rit divided?
A56839	How could our growing greatnesse choose but blow And quicken up their zealous flames?
A56839	How like a Meteor made of zeal and flame The man appears?
A56839	How now, Anarchus?
A56839	How often have I charm''d by the black Art Of all my sorrowes?
A56839	I attended Till I was tyred, and his Tale was ended; What would''st thou more with my obtunded eare?
A56839	I prithee, let me sleep, P''sh, what care I for either Wolf or Sheep?
A56839	I wonder what the news is?
A56839	If I be loyall; say, why doest thou shun me?
A56839	If Prisons be so gainfull, what offence Took thy discretion to remove thee thence?
A56839	If he be paid for turning of the keyes: What sort of sins unlock the gates of Hell?
A56839	In a Browne studie?
A56839	In a Muse?
A56839	Is Luscus, then, my soule two blessings deep, Or am I joyn''d in Patent with my sheep?
A56839	Is prayer become So poor a guest, to be deny''d a roome In thy opinion?
A56839	Is the Swain I sought so nigh?
A56839	Is thy heart Acquainted with that tongue, that does impart This brain- sick language?
A56839	Is thy store hoarded up?
A56839	Just so, Papists say: Say, in what place th''Apostles ever did Command Set Forme?
A56839	My Lambs, why gaze ye thus?
A56839	Nay, how often have these eyes Bin drown''d with briny streames, that did arise From the full fountaine of a flowing heart?
A56839	Nay, my Britannus, what concernes us more, Did not that Oracle, in times of yore, Threaten to send his Foxes from their Holds, Into our Vines?
A56839	Nay, what man is he That will not temporize, and fan the fire T''encrease the flames of his unblown desire?
A56839	Neglect of what is good, is goods abuse: But tell me how it makes for Shepheards use?
A56839	No Scraps remain?
A56839	Or art thou free?
A56839	Or baptise In Basons?
A56839	Or bin thy steps misguided?
A56839	Or births be freed from pain?
A56839	Or can those prayers be pleasing, that proceed From unregen''rate breasts?
A56839	Or do''st thou serve for Fee?
A56839	Or doe I see Our Boanarges comming?
A56839	Or doe his ready sheep Expect his Call, and wholly leave the day To his wise pleasure?
A56839	Or gives he free''r raines To mirth and sports, as on our frolique Plaines We Shepheards use?
A56839	Or have yee so much boldnesse to compare A Prelats pratling, to a Prophets Pray''r?
A56839	Or like an unchew''d Pill, but swallow''t down?
A56839	Or shall thy lips demand The debts of Iudabell at Gentilla''s hand?
A56839	Or the plagues, that brake Upon the people for hard Pharohs sake?
A56839	Or to vex and wrong Your Mother Church?
A56839	Or to whimper in the nose?
A56839	Or wouldst thou dry the earths full breast, that feeds Thy fragrant Flowers, because it fosters Weeds?
A56839	Our doctrines, Brito?
A56839	Recollect thy thought, Whose doctrin was it, that Swaine Luther taught?
A56839	Say did I not submit My Shepheards to thy service, and commit My Sheep to their protection, to be Foder''d by them, and overseen by thee?
A56839	Say, Champion then, for what respects?
A56839	Say, did I ever bow To a new choyce, or started from my Vow?
A56839	Say; doe you eat, and grind it, Flesh and Bone?
A56839	Shall some few staines in the full Lampe of night Cry downe the Moone, and wooe the Stars for light?
A56839	So heaven commanded Bishops, and the rest Of that lewd Rank, ranck members of the Beast?
A56839	So heaven commanded, that religious praise Be given to Saints, and worship to their dayes?
A56839	So heaven commanded, that the high Commission Should plague poor Christians, like the Inquisition?
A56839	So heaven commands your Paintings, Pipes,& Copes, Us''d in your Churches, and ordain''d by Popes?
A56839	So heaven commands your prayers, that buried dust Of Whores and Theeves should triumph with the Just?
A56839	So heaven commands, by conjuring words to bring Vow''d hands together, with a hallow''d Ring?
A56839	So heaven( by blest Examples) did enjoin, Your bended knees to worship Bread, and Wine?
A56839	Speak, speak; Vigilius eares are mad To know the newes: Say, is it good, or bad?
A56839	Speechlesse?
A56839	Stands it with justice, that those Vows which she Hath falsely broke, should be reveng''d on me?
A56839	Swain, God- morrow: What, Shepheard, not a word to entertain The wishes of a friend?
A56839	Thanks, gentle Iudex; for the last, I durst Assure my selfe in thee: but where''s the first?
A56839	The Book of Common Prayer?
A56839	The Squib, the Ignis fatuus of Religion: But hee''at hànd: Anarchus what''s the newes?
A56839	The curse of my God- morrow?
A56839	Their Lambs are fair; their Fleeces white as snow; They thrive; are fruitfull, and encrease our store; What need a curious Shepheard question more?
A56839	Then Shepheard wake, there is a Wolf broke in Among thy sheep; what fallen asleep agin?
A56839	They make rich Shepheards, and encrease their stock; Pan grant, your Shepheard make as rich a flock: But what''s that dainty food?
A56839	Thou art befool''d: where heard''st thou this?
A56839	Thou childe of wrath, and fierbrand of Hell, Flows wholesome water from a tainted Well?
A56839	Thy cheekes so hollow, and thy sides so thin, As if thy girdle had been taken in By famine, for the want of Belly stuffe To fill them up?
A56839	Thy flocks so faire And fleeces too, what makes thy fleece so bare?
A56839	To be scorn''d, contemn''d, Like school- boyes Theams, whose errors have condemn''d The guilty Truant to the Masters Rod?
A56839	To breake our Fences, and to make a way For the wilde Boare to ramble, and to prey Where ere he pleas''d?
A56839	To such as we?
A56839	Unnat''rall Sodomites, and the brasse- brow''d Lyer?
A56839	Vigilius?
A56839	WHat ails my dearest Shepheard?
A56839	WHat news, Catholicus?
A56839	WHat strange affrights are these, that thus arrest My lab''ring soule, and spoile me of my rest?
A56839	Well, if the Lord be pleased to allow Set Formes to Prophets, are they set to you?
A56839	Were not th''Apostles Fishers, and not fly Their trades, and preach''d the word as well as I?
A56839	Were not those Pastures faire enough, to keep My wained Lambs, and to maintaine my Sheep?
A56839	Were they not sweet enough, and well sufficing Without that mixture, of your Swaines devising?
A56839	Wert ever bound to th''trade?
A56839	What Apostle taught your tongue To gibe at Bishops?
A56839	What Crown- controlling Nathan dare begin To question Vice?
A56839	What Text commanded you to exercise Your Function over Tables?
A56839	What aile thine eyes to take Such early slumbers?
A56839	What ailes my passion to beleeve so soon The Evill it feares?
A56839	What ayles this peevish Shepheard?
A56839	What bold?
A56839	What busie tongue Has done thine eares, and easie faith that wrong?
A56839	What businesse has divided Thy steps this way?
A56839	What courses doe they bend?
A56839	What dire dysaster urg''d thy skilfull hand To find imployment in a forain Land?
A56839	What exceptionties That undefil''d, that honourable life From Priestly Orders?
A56839	What has poore Gentilla done?
A56839	What has that Statute done?
A56839	What if thy too neglected Soile abound With noysome Weeds?
A56839	What is he?
A56839	What is''t?
A56839	What makes thee then so sad?
A56839	What mean these silent Common- places Of strange aspects?
A56839	What mean these sullen frownes?
A56839	What midnight- wanderer is grown so bold At such a seas''n, to ramble near my Fold?
A56839	What mischief drove thee?
A56839	What place may not be secret?
A56839	What refuge have yee now?
A56839	What serves your Shepheard for, if not to keep Your hearts secure from feares?
A56839	What''s that to us, if they appear but so?
A56839	What, Nuncius, good or bad?
A56839	What, if their skins be puft?
A56839	What, not a word?
A56839	When your crosse- garted knees fall down before Your Parlour- Table, what doe you adore?
A56839	Where Popish hands have rais''d in every Town A Parish Church, shall we pull Churches down?
A56839	Where is his abode?
A56839	Where was Set Forme forbid?
A56839	Where''s our brave Enemy?
A56839	Whereupon Ground''st thou thy harsh conceit?
A56839	Which of the seav''n may his grave wisdome keep For this Repast?
A56839	Who is''t, that will not undertake to be His sins Attorney?
A56839	Who taught yee to oppose Your Rulers?
A56839	Who taught your wisdomes to forsake your flocks, And let them ramble on the barren Rocks, And wander God knowes where?
A56839	Whose hasty feet are they That trace the Plains so quick?
A56839	Why doe thy causelesse browes thus frown upon me?
A56839	Why dost thou shun Gentilla?
A56839	Why gaze ye so?
A56839	Why stand yee frighted?
A56839	Why was that Statute thought a worse offence Then all the rest?
A56839	Wilt thou vent none?
A56839	Would not the blessed Virgins blessing doe, Without the blessing of S. Francis too?
A56839	Y''are gone by Law and Gospel; They both us''d Set Forme; What Scripture now must be abus''d?
A56839	You lately came From the great City: what''s the voice of Fame?
A56839	Your double answer wants a single force: And is the Grist of heaven become so course To need your sifting?
A56839	am I deceiv''d?
A56839	and Wolves into our Folds?
A56839	for whom, Are Brothels licenc''d by the lawes of Rome?
A56839	hast thou deny''d Thy presence?
A56839	no eye can see''t; What, if their flesh be ranck?
A56839	none at all?
A56839	of whom?
A56839	or call his sin, a sin?
A56839	or does mine eare Perceive a noise of footsteps, drawing neare?
A56839	or hast thou none to vent?
A56839	or how Could our untam''d Ambition hope to stand Against the power of so great a hand?
A56839	or is it spent?
A56839	or ugly shapes, the view?
A56839	or what eye Dare( under pain of putting out) once pry Into his Closet?
A56839	or what season will Not wait upon his pleasure, to fulfill His royall lust?
A56839	or what soule could taint Our Sun- bright names?
A56839	rent and torn In every vulgar mouth?
A56839	what blest Angels tongue Has broke my slumbers with so sweet a song?
A56839	what chast Sophronia would Wound her own heart, for fear her Soverain should?
A56839	what evill could cause complaint?
A56839	what has our nation Committed, worthy of so foul taxation?
A56839	what humor hath possest The Sanctuary of his troubled Brest?
A56839	what is''t, he can not doe?
A56839	what mean these antick faces?
A56839	what new change Has taught his heart- rejoycing eys such strange And dire aspects?
A56839	what tell''st thou me Of that?
A56839	what ventrous spirit dare enquire Into the lawfulnesse of his desire?
A56839	when Lights grow dim and dull, what hand Can keepe out darkenesse?
A56839	where could shadowes ground Their ayery errands?
A56839	wherein transgrest, That you have made the Tables too too hot To hold it?
A56839	who can countermand The melancholy shades of ugly night, When heaven wants Lamps, or when those Lamps want light?
A56839	who goes there?
A56839	why chid''st thou not?
A56839	why damp ye not my dull belief, To lend a little respite to my grief?
A56839	why did no Comet blaze Against such hideous things?)
A56839	wilt thou disclaime the ground?
A56843	''T is done before one can say What''s this?
A56843	1 When Evaldus shall lay downe, 2 3 Whose head then shall weare the Crowne?
A56843	A hundred Marks a year besides, and the Queens Servant?
A56843	Ah poor Quack, Art thou come into his clutches?
A56843	Am I born to trot after you?
A56843	And how his ugly rowling eyes shot fire- brands at Kettreena''s face?
A56843	And wert thou not serv''d in thy kind, to be such an asse, to refuse a good thing when''t was offer''d?
A56843	And why should not I cheat him with as good a conscience, as he you?
A56843	Are my hopes come to this?
A56843	Are the plummets of your soule downer?
A56843	Are they all dead Artesio?
A56843	Are we all safe?
A56843	Are we not all consum''d?
A56843	Are you not well?
A56843	Art in carnest?
A56843	Art thou come To give''s a visit?
A56843	Artesio, Can you resolve us yet concerning the death of Pertenax?
A56843	Artesio, is''t not so?
A56843	Artesio, say, what discontents have rais''d These clouds, that over- cast thy chearfull brow, And make sad weather in Kettreena''s face?
A56843	Aug. Art acquainted with no Pothecary, that will take an Anuity of a hundred Mark to doe the feat?
A56843	Aug. O are ye there?
A56843	Beare my years well?
A56843	Blisters, Botches, Biles, or Blanes, Coughs, Consumptions, Colds, Catarrs?
A56843	Blowes the wind there away?
A56843	Bring him in: Now friend, what''s your businesse?
A56843	But Trippit is this certain?
A56843	But Trippit, In whose name shall we send it to her?
A56843	But art not mightily troubled with him in thy dreames?
A56843	But did he drink it?
A56843	But did that Pilgrim never since appear Discover''d to thine eye?
A56843	But has he Knighted Pertenax?
A56843	But heav''n protected her: Who brought the Letter and the Potion?
A56843	But how can Pertenax devise To wrong such patience?
A56843	But how does poor Kettreena take it?
A56843	But is my Lady so strict Frank?
A56843	But is she stiled Queen?
A56843	But methinks your knavery should quickly be discover''d Quack, what doe ye then?
A56843	But say, Artesio, what disastrous evill Hath stampt thy looks with these late sad impressions?
A56843	But shall''s marry in our old Cloathes?
A56843	But tell me, how likest thou Cis?
A56843	But what Doctors had she?
A56843	But what saies this?
A56843	But where''s her Crowne?
A56843	But who comes here?
A56843	But?
A56843	Can not I lengthen out the groaning daies of transitory flesh, or cut them short according to my pleasure and advantage?
A56843	Can then belief give help to their disease?
A56843	Canst- a make a Composition?
A56843	Cause ye look so pale, Your colour''s gone into Kettreenas cheeks; But are you well indeed?
A56843	Come, Art thou there?
A56843	Come, the plaine truth is, I do n''t like it, so I do n''t, nor should I spare him had he been a King of Gold: What?
A56843	Comodus, What eye did ere till now behold Folly and madnesse acted to the life?
A56843	Comodus, what account can you give us of this businesse?
A56843	Comodus?
A56843	Conscience, quoth her?
A56843	Could thy heart make a sad Pilgrim Th''object of thy love?
A56843	D''ye want Restority?
A56843	Dar''st thou be doubtfull?
A56843	Deare Sister, what''s the matter?
A56843	Did I not mark the lustfull progresse of his lascivious glaunces?
A56843	Did her Ladiship send for thee to watch?
A56843	Discipline him?
A56843	Do''st thou know''t?
A56843	Doctor within?
A56843	Does there appeare any new light by your Examination?
A56843	Does your heart want mirth?
A56843	Dost thou consent Kettreena?
A56843	Dost thou rejounce?
A56843	Dost thou think he has forsaken thee upon''t?
A56843	Evaldus?
A56843	From whence?
A56843	From whom?
A56843	From whom?
A56843	Glisterpipe?
A56843	Has Age or Wedlock lent thee This sickly Night- cap?
A56843	Has any Courtier lost his haire?
A56843	Has any Lover lost his wits?
A56843	Has any Morpheus, Freckles, Staynes, Warts, or Wounds, or Wens, or Scar''s?
A56843	Has she taken no Advice formerly?
A56843	Has your Lady made no use of any other Doctor formerly?
A56843	Have I liv''d these thrice thirty years, to be caught with Chaffe?
A56843	Have I nothing else to doe, but to figge from place, from Taverne to Taverne, from corner to corner?
A56843	Have not I power to produce the twine of fraile mortality, in spight of death, or nature?
A56843	How came it thither?
A56843	How can the one be maintain''d?
A56843	How habited?
A56843	How long Kettreena since thy soft desire Relented first at thy bold Pilgrims fire?
A56843	How long has your Lady been sick?
A56843	How now my dear Augusta?
A56843	How now?
A56843	How shall that appeare?
A56843	How?
A56843	How?
A56843	How?
A56843	I fear, I fear, some Oeconomick fire Hath late been kindled: Tell us what''s the cause Of these sad looks?
A56843	I find by her water, there has been too sudden Alterations in her constitution: Is she not sometimes very hot, and sometimes very cold?
A56843	I find likewise, that she is much troubled with the Spleene, which occasions stupidity, melancholy, and at times distractions?
A56843	I find obnoxious fumes rising from her stomach, and stupifying her braine: Is she not at times very drowzie?
A56843	I like my Father?
A56843	I''le grant it him, But will he be secret?
A56843	IS any sick?
A56843	If any foolish Lord be sick of a Plurisie of Gold, who must be sent for but the Italian Doctor, Seignior Quackquinto?
A56843	If any love- sick Lady would take a Pill to purge mellancholly, who must be sought to but the Italian Doctor, Seignior Quackquinto?
A56843	In the name of Gold what ayle my bowels thus to gripe?
A56843	Is any foule that would be faire?
A56843	Is any heart opprest with dolor?
A56843	Is any sore Opprest with Qualmes and fainting fits?
A56843	Is he?
A56843	Is it even so?
A56843	Is not the Patent mine?
A56843	Is she not apt now and then to speak idly?
A56843	Is she not often in a brown study?
A56843	Is she not often possest with sudden frights, and feares, and jealousies, and mis- understandings?
A56843	Is there never a Statute throughout the Volumes of the Law, that tolerates a man to hang himself?
A56843	Is this my Fathers haire?
A56843	Is''t possible?
A56843	Kettreena, stay, we have a word t''exchange: Sit down Kettreena: Here''s an empty Chaire Invites thy presence; Come, why com''st thou not?
A56843	Kettreena, tell me, for thine eye appears An equall sharer in his silent tears?
A56843	Liv''d there a Soule subjected to our Crowne, So blest in his deservings, as to find So great a favour at Kettreenas eyes?
A56843	Megrims, Skirvies, Cramps, or Cricks, Iaundies, Rickets, Piles, or Rhumes?
A56843	Must I be thus slighted, and scorn''d, and contemn''d, and undone by a Runnagate, a Sneap- nose, a thin- gut?
A56843	Must I daunce attendance after such a shotten herring as you?
A56843	Must her Plummets be wound up?
A56843	Must my sweet revenge attend your leisure?
A56843	My Fathers lips like these?
A56843	Nay, what d''ye mean?
A56843	Now Comodus, what means this desperation?
A56843	Now friend, what''s your businesse?
A56843	O are ye come, give me, give me, quickly, quickly?
A56843	O she is dead, Is any hope of life?
A56843	Of the what?
A56843	Of what condition?
A56843	On what just ground Can he pretend to build the least distast?
A56843	Or Marina?
A56843	Or bound behind?
A56843	Or finds a crickling in his hammes?
A56843	Or loose before?
A56843	Or surcharg''d with Flegme or folly?
A56843	Or took the King for more then flesh and bloud?
A56843	Or what hard- hearted eare can be so dead, As to be deafe, if faire Panthea plead?
A56843	Or what resemblance of my Father?
A56843	Or which shall I refuse?
A56843	Ore- flowne with blood?
A56843	Pray, for what?
A56843	Prithee, why Sirrah?
A56843	Quack More conscience yet?
A56843	Quack So, is all out now?
A56843	Quibble, what say''st to this?
A56843	Quisquilla, what brought thee thither?
A56843	Say on; but what?
A56843	Say''st thou me so?
A56843	Say, what Confederates had ye?
A56843	Shall I not seem too curious to propound A harmlesse question, to thy private eare?
A56843	Shall I?
A56843	She has her punishment: Who writ the Letter?
A56843	Sir, Is Master Doctor within?
A56843	Sir, What meane ye?
A56843	Sir, did you call?
A56843	Speak truth, Are ye guilty of this murther?
A56843	Speak, is it so?
A56843	Such looks as his are sowre enough to fright Diana from her chastity: And who Ere canoniz''d Kettreena for a Saint?
A56843	Sullen, sad, or melancholly?
A56843	Tell me Kettreena, do''st thou know this Ring?
A56843	Tell me of Conscience?
A56843	Tell me of mercy?
A56843	Tell me, Kettreena, do''st thou know this Ring?
A56843	Tell us what''s the cause Of this dull change?
A56843	Thanks sweet Augusta: Tell me dear of what?
A56843	These my Fathers eyes?
A56843	Trippit, Aug. Where''s Phonilla all this day?
A56843	Twenty times?
A56843	Twenty times?
A56843	V. Chollicks, Fevers, Palseyes, Flux, Cancers, Dropsies, nauseous Fumes?
A56843	Was h''ever half so faire?
A56843	Was he some foraine Prince in a disguise That came to rob our land of such a prize?
A56843	What Fury has possest thee?
A56843	What Marble melts not if Pulchrella wooe?
A56843	What Rule was that, Madge?
A56843	What Symptons can he gather Of Age?
A56843	What are ye deafe now?
A56843	What ayles my Lord the King?
A56843	What ayles thy face?
A56843	What haste Augusta?
A56843	What if Palladius should advise With his soft Pillow?
A56843	What if it should be sent in a Bottle of Greekwine, as a token from one of her Sisters?
A56843	What is there in this face To merit such a Complement?
A56843	What meanes these teares?
A56843	What meanes this change of weather?
A56843	What means this strange Militia in thine eyes?
A56843	What mov''d him to''t?
A56843	What pouder Cis?
A56843	What say''st to this?
A56843	What secret beauty lurks there in Kettreena That is ecclip''d in Rosia?
A56843	What shall I doe?
A56843	What shall I doe?
A56843	What strange fit Usurps thy patience, and beclouds thy brow?
A56843	What tell''st thou me of Conscience?
A56843	What tell''st thou me of nature?
A56843	What was he for a man?
A56843	What was he then?
A56843	What were his fortunes?
A56843	What were they?
A56843	What''s here?
A56843	What, fall''n asleep?
A56843	What?
A56843	What?
A56843	What?
A56843	What?
A56843	When Evaldus shall lay downe, Shall Bellarmo weare the Crowne?
A56843	When Evaldus shall lay downe, Shall Museus weare the Crowne?
A56843	When Evaldus shall lay downe, Shall Palladius were the Crowne?
A56843	Where is he?
A56843	Who can help it?
A56843	Who can stand Before the power of great Apollo''s hand?
A56843	Who rais''d this storm?
A56843	Who''s at doore there?
A56843	Who''s at doore?
A56843	Who''s there?
A56843	Whom shall I please?
A56843	Why Thursday?
A56843	Why didst not drive those troups of Devils From her stormy tongue?
A56843	Why didst not pare them then?
A56843	Why didst not stop her viperous mouth?
A56843	Why do''st not discipline him?
A56843	Why do''st thou start Kettreena?
A56843	Why doe ye give it then?
A56843	Why dost thou sigh?
A56843	Why, varlot, then durst you presume to stop the gainfull practises which I intended?
A56843	Why?
A56843	Why?
A56843	Why?
A56843	Why?
A56843	With all my heart, let''s: But how shall we give it them?
A56843	Would Rav''ns appeare as white as Lambs?
A56843	You are acquainted with the businesse?
A56843	are ye dumb?
A56843	be a slave to such a Sot as you?
A56843	but what?
A56843	does the Jade begin to tyre?
A56843	have I three sons, And nere a wife one?
A56843	his Allyes?
A56843	if he had askt me the Question but once more, verly I had been to morrow two moneths gone: But who can help it?
A56843	inflam''d with choler?
A56843	more Fees yet?
A56843	or else like a fool, sit moaping at home, with neither clothes to my back nor meat for my belly, nor a penny in my purse?
A56843	or the other endured?
A56843	or your bones marrow?
A56843	shall you be first serv''d or I?
A56843	such a Bul- pated Milk- sop as you?
A56843	to wait upon your taile?
A56843	upon what hopefull grounds Could he presume to build his vain desire?
A56843	what means your Grace?
A56843	what was the matter?
A56843	what''s best to doe?
A56843	what''s that?
A56843	what''s the matter, Quis?
A56843	what''s twenty times?
A10266	( Satan) Whence com''st thou?
A10266	( With safe respect, and awfull reuerence To Mystryes) Meditation doth commence An earnest doubt: Was Iobs dispoyled Flock Restored double?
A10266	Agrees it with thy Iustice, thus to be Kind to the Wicked, and so harsh to Me?
A10266	Ah righteous Iob, what Crosse was left, vnknowne?
A10266	Ah righteous Iudge, wherein hath Man to trust?
A10266	An si quis atro dente me petiuerit, Inultus, vt flebo, puer?
A10266	And gaue thy Spirit, the spirit of Apprehending?
A10266	And hast thou( without enuy) yet beheld, How that the World, his second can not yeeld?
A10266	And where stand Their loftie Buildings, are they to be seene?
A10266	Angels( if God inquier strictly) must Not plead Perfection: then, can man be iust?
A10266	Are not the Heauens, and all beneath them, mine?
A10266	Are they clos''d with Ignorance?
A10266	Are you his Counsell?
A10266	Art thou aduanc''d to thy supreme Desier?
A10266	Art thou oppos''d to thine vnequall Foe?
A10266	Art thou the onely wise?
A10266	BOth Goods, and Body too; Lord, who can stand?
A10266	Break''st thou a withred Leafe?
A10266	But Iob reply''d, How long( as with sharpe swords) Will ye torment me, with your poynted words?
A10266	But not so sudden, as you say: But can ye limit forth the space, confine, How long, or when their Lampes shall cease to shine?
A10266	But often haue we seene, that such as plow Lowdnesse, and Mischiefe, reape the same they sowe?
A10266	But say; In all thy hard Aduentures, hath Thine eye obserued Iob my Seruants Faith?
A10266	But thou, Iob,( like a mad man) would''st thou force God, to desist his order, and set course Of Iustice?
A10266	CAn mercy come from bloody Cain?
A10266	Can God and Belial both ioyne in one Will; The One to aske, the Other to fulfill?
A10266	Can Heauens Iust Creator Let passe( vnpunisht) Sinnes of so high nature?
A10266	Can Pallates find a rellish in distast?
A10266	Can Thy bearded hooke impierce his Gils, or make him Thy landed Pris''ner?
A10266	Can guiltie Pris''ners hope for any Good From the seuerer Iudge, whose dismall Breath Doomes them to die, breathes nothing else but Death?
A10266	Can he repent, and turne, where- e''re he please?
A10266	Can man ad To his Perfection, what He neuer had?
A10266	Can then my power, that stands by thy permission, Encounter, where Thou mak''st an Opposition?
A10266	Can there in all the earth, say, can there be A Man so Perfect, and so Iust, as Hee?
A10266	Can thy Angles take him?
A10266	Can thy deepe age vnfold these secret things?
A10266	Can thy hard hand Force him to labour on thy fruitfull land?
A10266	Can''st thou vnriddle heauens Philosophy?
A10266	Canst thou Quaile his proud courage?
A10266	Canst thou restraine faire Maia''s course, or stint her, Or sad Orion vshering in the Winter?
A10266	Canst thou subiect vnto thy soueraigntie, The vntam''d Vnicorne?
A10266	Canst thou, by deepe enquirie, vnderstand The hidden Iustice of th''Almighties hand?
A10266	Could Mischiefe been more hard( though more in kind) To nip the Flowers, and leaue the Weeds behind?
A10266	Craued I Your Goods, to ransome my Captiuity?
A10266	DOth vaine repining( Eliphaz replies) Or words, like wind, beseeme the man that''s( wise?
A10266	Did heauen adde To all his fortunes, double what he had?
A10266	Did''st ere enquire into the Seas Abysse, Or mark''d the Earth, of what a bulke she is?
A10266	Did''st thou diuide the Darknesse from the Light?
A10266	Did''st thou inrich the Peacock with his Plume?
A10266	Did* he, that now, on his braue Palace stood, Boasting his Babels beautie, chew the cud An hower after?
A10266	Didst thou endow The noble Stallion with his Strength?
A10266	Digests the Stomake,''ere the Pallat tastes?
A10266	Doe Mysteries Vnfold to thee?
A10266	Doe loftie Haggards cleaue the flitting Ayre, With Plumes of thy deuising?
A10266	Doest thou desire A space of time to search, or to enquire My sinne?
A10266	Dost thou command the Cesternes of the Skie, To quench the thirsty soyle; or is it I?
A10266	Doth He torment him, Lest that his vntam''d power should preuent Him?
A10266	Doth not he possesse All that he hath, or can demand, from Thee?
A10266	Doth sad Despaire deny these griefes an end?
A10266	Feares He the strength of mā?
A10266	Feed''st thou the empty Rauens that cry for meate?
A10266	Fond Saint, thine Innocence finds timely speed, A foolish Saint receiues a Saintly meed; Is this the Iust mans Recompence?
A10266	For what great Sinne do''st thou afflict me so?
A10266	Friends, begge I succour from you?
A10266	From mortall eyes, when gloomy darknesse shrouds The Lamps of heauen, know''st thou the reason why?
A10266	From muddled Springs, can Christall Waters come?
A10266	Gaines he by mans vprightnesse?
A10266	Great Maiestie, since Thou art euery where, O, Why should I misdoubt thy Presence here?
A10266	Hast thou assign''d The Mountaine Goate her Time?
A10266	Hast thou beheld the huge Leuiathan, That swarthy Tyrant of the Ocean?
A10266	Hast thou not found, that hee''s of vpright Will, Iust, fearing God, eschewing what is Ill?
A10266	Hast thou not heap''d his Garners with excesse?
A10266	Hath Heauen dispoyl''d what his full hand hath giuen thee?
A10266	Hath enuious Death of all thy Sons bereau''n thee?
A10266	Hath heauē withdrawn the Talent he hath giuē thee?
A10266	Hath not thy Loue surrounded him about, And hedg''d him in, to fence my practice out?
A10266	Hath open Force, or secret Fraud beset His Bulwarks, so impregnable, as yet?
A10266	Haue foule Diseases foyl''d thee on the floore?
A10266	Haue not Babes been crown''d, And mightie Monarchs beaten to the ground?
A10266	He that hath blam''d And scoft at others, shall he dye vnsham''d?
A10266	Heauens large Dimensions can not comprehend him; What e''re he doe, what''s He, can reprehend him?
A10266	His Coffers fil''d, his Land stockt plentiously?
A10266	His Powr''s infinite, mans light is dimme, And knowledge darknesse, not deriu''d from Him: Say then, Who can be iust before Him?
A10266	His Wish would not extend To Death, lest his assaults, with death, should end: Then what he did, what could he further doe?
A10266	How darst thou then maligne the King of Kings, To whom, great Princes are but poorest things?
A10266	How haps the Wicked then, so sound in Health, So ripe in Yeeres, so prosperous in Wealth?
A10266	How haue I trespas''t, that thou thus afflict''st me?
A10266	How often haue your biting tongues defam''d My simple Innocence, and yet, vnsham''d?
A10266	How vaine are then the comforts of your breath, That censure goodnesse, or by Life, or Death?
A10266	How wretched was mans case, in those darke dayes, When Law was onely read?
A10266	I know your mining thoughts; You will demand, VVhere is the wickeds Power?
A10266	I yeeld it for a truth;( sad Iob reply''d) Compar''d with God, can man be iustifi''d?
A10266	If Creatures be so dreadfull, how is he More bold then wise, that dares encounter Me?
A10266	If God should breathe on man, or take away The breath he gaue him, what were man, but Clay?
A10266	In briefe, Would tender eyes endure to see( Summ''d vp) the greatest sorrowes, that can be?
A10266	Inricht his Pastures?
A10266	Is Heauen Iust?
A10266	Is he Bound to reueale his secret VVill to thee?
A10266	Is he* afflicted?
A10266	Is he* reuil''d and scorn''d?
A10266	Is not mans Day prefixt, which, when expyr''d, Sleepes he not quiet, as a seruant hir''d?
A10266	Is this a lust mans case?
A10266	Is* he, that( yesterday) went forth, to bring His Fathers Asses home,( to day) crown''d King?
A10266	It was demanded once, What God did doe Before the World he framed?
A10266	Know''st thou th''vnconstant nature of the Wether?
A10266	Know''st thou the cause of Snow, or Haile, which are My fierce Artill''ry, in my time of warre?
A10266	Know''st thou the place whence Light or Darknesse springs?
A10266	Know''st thou the progresse of the rambling Clouds?
A10266	Knowst thou Heauens course aboue, or dost thou know Those gentle Influences here below?
A10266	Liu''st thou the life of Man?
A10266	Liu''st thou to Childhood?
A10266	Liues he at quiet now?
A10266	Lord, I haue sin''d,( Great Helper of mankind) I am but Dust and Ashes, I haue sin''d: Against thee( as a marke) why hast thou fixt me?
A10266	Lord, if thou wilt,( for what is hard to thee?)
A10266	Man vndertakes, Heauen breathes successe vpon it; What Good, what* Euill is done, but Heauen hath done it?
A10266	May not a Potter, that, from out the Ground, Hath fram''d a vessell, search if it be sound?
A10266	Mortall, thou art but Clay: then shall not Hee, That fram''d thee for his seruice, season thee?
A10266	My strength,( alas) Is it like Marble, or my flesh like Brasse?
A10266	Nay, let thy practice to the Earth descend, Proue there, how farre thy power doth extend; From thy full hand will hungry Lions eate?
A10266	Need you helpe to fight His Quarrels?
A10266	Nipt thy succeeding Blossoms?
A10266	Or Life to such as languish in distresse, And long for death, which, if it come by leisure, They ransack for it, as a hidden Treasure?
A10266	Or can his Wrath Be quencht with ought, but righteous Abels Blood?
A10266	Or can the whites of Egges well please the tast?
A10266	Or did that Steele- digesting Bird assume His downie flags from thee?
A10266	Or doe they glance By fauour?
A10266	Or else to him, whom God hath wal''d about, That would, but can not finde a Passage out?
A10266	Or expect you his applause, Thus( brib''d with selfe- conceit) to pleade his Cause?
A10266	Or hath Heauen no requitall for thy painefull Faith, Other then this?
A10266	Or hath His angry Brow a smile?
A10266	Or if, by furbushing, he take more paine To make it fairer, shall the Pot complaine?
A10266	Or is it I?
A10266	Or know''st thou whence Aurora takes her flight?
A10266	Or lies she any where?
A10266	Or lowes the Oxe, when as he wants no meate?
A10266	Or may Thy fingers bind him for thy childrens play?
A10266	Or shall thy Reason ramble vp so high, To view the Court of wilde Astronomie?
A10266	Or those ruder tongues, That school''d the faithlesse* Prophet, for the wrongs He did to sacred Iustice?
A10266	Or try a fall with* Angels, and preuaile?
A10266	Or whence so many Winds proceed, and whither?
A10266	Or who Dare once reprooue them, for the Deeds they doe?
A10266	Or who bedewes the Earth with gentle showres, Filling her pregnant soyle with fruits and flowres?
A10266	Or why did not my Tombe, Receiue me( weeping) from my Mothers Wombe?
A10266	Or why was not my Birth, and Death together?
A10266	Or with a Hymne, vnhinge the strongest* Iayle?
A10266	Or with what Engins can a man ensnare him?
A10266	Or with* slow speech, best Orators conuince?
A10266	Rage then, and see who will approue thy rage, What Saint will giue thy railing Patronage?
A10266	Rebuke you( then) my words, to haue it thought My speech is frantick, with my griefe distraught?
A10266	Receiues he Glory from, or reapes he Good In mortals Ruine, that he leaues man so, To be o''rewhelm''d by his vnequall Foe?
A10266	SAid Bildad then, When will ye bring to end, The speeches, whereabout ye so contend?
A10266	SAid Bildad then, With whom dost thou contest, But with thy Maker, that liues euer blest?
A10266	SAy, is not Satan iustly stiled than, A Tempter, and an Enemy to Man?
A10266	Said Eliphaz: What then remaines?
A10266	Said, then, th''Eternall; From what quarter now, Hath businesse brought thee?
A10266	Say( blear- ey''d mortall) who art thou, that can Thus cleare thy crimes, and dar''st( with vain applause) Make me defendant in thy sinfull cause?
A10266	Say, Was Earth not measur''d by this Arme of mine?
A10266	Say; Dare thy lips defame an earthly Prince?
A10266	Search you the hearts of man( my Friends) or can You iudge the Inward, by the Outward man?
A10266	See, his angry breath Puffes nothing forth, but feares, summ''d vp in death?
A10266	Seest thou with fleshly Eyes?
A10266	Sett''st thou the Season, when the fearefull Hind Brings forth her painefull birth?
A10266	Shal thy words stop our mouths?
A10266	Shall my Decrees be licenced by thee?
A10266	Shall the wicked, for thy sake( That would''st not taste of Euill) in Good partake?
A10266	Takes God delight in humane weakenesse, then?
A10266	The Musick made of Sighes, the Songs of Cryes, The sad Spectators, with their watry Eyes?
A10266	The Spirit gone, can Flesh and Blood endure?
A10266	The sable Stage, The liuely Actors, with their Equipage?
A10266	Then answered Iob, All this, before I knew, They want no griefe, that find such friends as you?
A10266	Then how dare Thy rauenous lips thus, thus, at randome runne, And counter- maund what I the Lord haue done?
A10266	Then, behold, what toyes Doe mocke the sense, how shallow are thy ioyes: Com''st thou to Downy yeeres?
A10266	Think''st thou to learne( fond Mortall) thus, by diuing Into my secrets, or to gaine by striuing?
A10266	Thy glory''s great enough, without him: Why dost thou( thus) disturbe thy mind about him?
A10266	Thy lawlesse words implying, that it can Aduantage none, to liue an vpright man?
A10266	To whom dost thou extend These, these thy lauish lips, and to what end?
A10266	True, Satan beg''d, and beg''d his shame, no lesse;''T was granted; Shall we enuie his successe?
A10266	V ● ● nunquam tristis esse?
A10266	VVhat bootes our prayer, or vs, to fall before him?
A10266	VVhat is th''Almighty, that we should adore him?
A10266	VVhat needs there Life to him, that can not haue A Boone, more gracious, then a quiet Graue?
A10266	VVho is''t, can claime the Worlds great Soueraignty?
A10266	VVho rays''d the Rafters of the Heauens, but He?
A10266	Wants Hee thy helpe?
A10266	Was I help''t by thine?
A10266	Was his former Stock Renew''d with double vantage?
A10266	Wer''t thou made priuie, or a stander- by, When God stretch''t forth his spangled Canopy?
A10266	What Father got the Raine?
A10266	What Glory reapes he from Afflicted men?
A10266	What Griefe may be describ''d, but was thine owne?
A10266	What Power haue I to mitigate my Paine?
A10266	What Title can I challenge more then this, A sinfull man?
A10266	What could he more?
A10266	What gaines the Hypocrite, although the whole Worlds wealth he purchase, with the price on''s soule?
A10266	What hand of man can hinder my designe?
A10266	What hath the Lazar left him, but his Griefe, And( what might best been spar''d) his foolish Wife?
A10266	What haue I then to boast, What Title can I challenge more then this, A sinfull man?
A10266	What haue I then to boast?
A10266	What if our torments passe the bounds of measure?
A10266	What if the Serpent stung old Adam dead, Young Adam liues, to breake that Serpents Head?
A10266	What know you, that we neuer knew?
A10266	What need I waste this breath?
A10266	What need''st thou stretch Thy direfull hand vpon so poore a Wretch?
A10266	What secret fire inflam''d that* fainting breath That blasted Pharo?
A10266	What then is man?
A10266	What''s Mā?
A10266	What''s he can reprehend him?
A10266	What, canst thou thunder with a Voyce like Me?
A10266	What, therefore, if censorious tongues withstand The Iudgement of my sober Conscience?
A10266	Where lies she then?
A10266	Where wert thou, when the Planets first did blaze, And in their Spheares sang forth their Makers praise?
A10266	Whereat Iob thus: Doth heauens high Iudgement stand, To be supported by the weaker hand?
A10266	Wherein hath Wisdome been more good to you Then vs?
A10266	Who is''t that rends the gloomy Clouds in sunder, Whose sudden rapture strikes forth Fire,& Thunder?
A10266	Who is''t that tames the raging of the Seas, And swathes them vp in mists, when- e''re he please?
A10266	Who sees, who heares them, vnamaz''d with wonder?
A10266	Who takes the Plaintiffes pleading?
A10266	Who was''t inspir''d thy Soule with Vnderstanding?
A10266	Who, first, layes downe his Gage, to meet me?
A10266	Whose hand did ayde me?
A10266	Why did I sucke, to feele such Griefes, as these?
A10266	Why did the Midwife take me on her knees?
A10266	Why dost thou thus pursue me, like thy Foe?
A10266	Why should not I wish Death?
A10266	Why should not Times in all things be forbid, When to the Iust, their time of sorrow''s hid?
A10266	Why then hop''d man, without a reason Why?
A10266	Why was I borne?
A10266	Why, rather, didst thou not remoue my sin, And salue the sorrowes that I raued in?
A10266	Will God forsake the Innocent, or will His Iustice smite thee, vndeseruing ill?
A10266	Will Heauen heare the voyce of his disease?
A10266	Will any of you vndertake to teach Your Maker, things so farre aboue your reach?
A10266	Will he be handled as a Bird?
A10266	Will he make suite for fauour from thy hands, Or be enthralled to thy fierce Commands?
A10266	Will scorching Cancer at thy summons come, Or Sun- burnt Autumne with her fruitfull wombe?
A10266	Will you doe wrong, to doe Gods Iustice right?
A10266	Wilt thou make Comments on my Text, and must I be vnrighteous, to conclude thee, Iust?
A10266	Would any from a Pris''ner, prooue a* Prince?
A10266	Would''st thou behold a Tragick Sceane of sorrow, Whose wofull Plot, the Author did not borrow From sad Inuention?
A10266	being so poore a thing, what need''st thou mind him?
A10266	canst thou tell me?
A10266	for death''s prepar''d, And flames of wrath, are blowne for such: Doth He Not know my Actions, that so well knowes me?
A10266	from what chill wombe Did Frosts, and hard- congealed Waters come?
A10266	how Eagle- eyde Are you, to see, what to the world beside Was darke?
A10266	how more then men?
A10266	or bereauen thee Of thy deare latest hope, thy bosome Friend?
A10266	shall God thus striue with flesh and blood?
A10266	shall our thoughts inquire Into the depth of secrets, vnconfounded, When in the showre of Nature they are drowned?
A10266	what is Man, that thou should''st raise him so High at first, then, sinke him downe so low?
A10266	where that future ioy, Which you false- prophecy''d I should enioy?
A10266	whēce com''st thou?
A56836	& is there none to awake you?
A56836	( Have not our eyes beheld all this?)
A56836	138. line 3. Who is the Sheeps- heads now according to your own tearme?
A56836	139. line 23. Who turned his Fiddle to the Base of the times?
A56836	147. line 1. Who is guilty of Parasiticall basenes?
A56836	147. line 18. Who is the Whiteliverd Christian to be turned out among dogs and hell- hounds?
A56836	6. of holy memory, when the Protestant Broome swept cleanest?
A56836	A King: And did not you at the same instant, by relative consequence, proclaim your selves Subjects?
A56836	Admit some be so; must, therefore, such, among them, as are humble, diligent, charitable, and enemies to Popery, perish?
A56836	Admit that: But what necessity may dispence with the violation of the Law of God?
A56836	Admit the piety of the honest hearted People was the first motive to these weekly Lectures, how was that piety abused, by those weekly Lecturers?
A56836	Againe, Where the word of a King is, there is power: God joyned the King and his Power, and who dare separate them?
A56836	And how can Peace and Plenty bee consistent with perpetuall Garrisons, which must bee maintained with a perpetuall charge?
A56836	And is not the Assembly, at this time, divided and in controversie, nay puzzled what Government to set up in the roome of it?
A56836	And shall the calling of a Minister be undertaken by every unexamined tagrag?
A56836	And tell me; whose power hath his Adherents?
A56836	And was hee not Proclaimed before hee was crowned?
A56836	And what is taking up of Armes, but an implyed supposition of at least equality?
A56836	And when Iudgements thunder, who is not troubled?
A56836	And who are they?
A56836	And who is he?
A56836	And would they do such an act, and stand guilty of such a Fratricide, so horrible a slaughter, had they not a Warrant for it?
A56836	And yet, for the successe of your oft propounded, and( sometimes) accepted Treaties of Peace, what one blessed hower hath been sequestred?
A56836	And, are not many more ripe for the same Iudgment, whose notorious Crimes have branded them for their respective punishments?
A56836	And, can that liberty produce any thing but an establisht disorder?
A56836	And, is not Disorder the mother of Anarchie?
A56836	And, who are they?
A56836	Are not complaints preferd against Brownists and Separatists, unheard?
A56836	Are not these rare materialls for a hopefull Presbytery?
A56836	Are not they wise, and truly religious, and holy Merchants for Gods Glory, and blessed Agents for our Kingdomes Reformation?
A56836	Are their purses so apt to bleed to no end?
A56836	Are ye all fallen asleep, while we perish?
A56836	Are you so strict in your Preparations, as to catechize every souldier?
A56836	Are you tormented before your time?
A56836	Barbarus has segetes?
A56836	Because he offends his God, wilt thou aggravate the offence, in offending him?
A56836	But admit the Civil Government will stand with either?
A56836	But can you heare your bosome friend injuriously reviled, and lend him no Apology, but run away; and whisper in his eare a tedious Complaint?
A56836	But did this Prophets heart smite him, for cutting off his Soveraignes skirt?
A56836	But has that holy man no name, Doctor?
A56836	But if salt hath lost it''s savour, wherewith shall it be seasoned?
A56836	But what?
A56836	But you will first cleare the Kingdome of Papists: And who be they?
A56836	But, admit Statutes may be broken, and you seek to punish them; Who gave you the power so to doe?
A56836	But, when Kings, and their Assistants make an affensive, and a destructive warre against their Parliaments, may they not then take up defensive Armes?
A56836	But, whence proceeds all this?
A56836	Can there be a stricter Precept?
A56836	Can you do the Act with a good Conscience,& not heare of the Action without impatience?
A56836	Can you resist, and not rebell?
A56836	Come you in your own name?
A56836	Dare you resist who have liberty to flee?
A56836	Dare you vye piety with those Martyrs, that are so daynty of your passive obedience?
A56836	Did Moses, the man of God, extirpate the Government of Priesthood because Aaron had a hand in the peoples Idolatry?
A56836	Did not I tell you, in the Preface,( where you shewed your teeth) that you would clap your tayle between your legs anon, and run away?
A56836	Did not our Saviour himself condemne the old Pharisees, for their Traditions?
A56836	Did not the Doctor, in his Dedication, as good as confesse himself an enemy to Anticeremonians?
A56836	Did our Saviour storme, when the Sadduces reproved his words?
A56836	Did these( to strengthen their own Faction) blast their Soveraigns Name with Tyrannie and Paganisme?
A56836	Did they encourage their Provinces to take up Armes for the defence of their Liberties or Religion?
A56836	Did they endeavour by Scandals, and impious Aspersions, to render him odious to his people?
A56836	Did they estrange themselves from his Presence?
A56836	Did they seize upon, or stop his Revenues?
A56836	Doctor, you still harp upon the same string: But do these Batts, these Retemice trouble you?
A56836	Does your shoe pinch you there?
A56836	Doth he execute Gods office, that forbids, what he commands?
A56836	God gave them their Power, and who art thou that darest resist it?
A56836	God hath commanded all to search the Scriptures; and will ye take Pett if we examine the Doctrine you raise from thence?
A56836	God the holy Spirit allowes it: Who dare question, that the holy Spirit inspired S. Paul in all his Epistles, written to the Churches?
A56836	God, or Man?
A56836	Gods word answers your silly Objection, not I: Was not Saul Gods Annointed?
A56836	Had he speciall Revelations?
A56836	Had not he as great an Interst in that Crowne, as wee have in this Common- wealth?
A56836	Had the Sword been a necessary stickler in Reformation, how hapned it that he mistook his weapon so?
A56836	Have not protest Anabaptists challenged our Ministers to dispute with them in their owne open Churches?
A56836	Have not superstitious persons profaned our Churches with their Popish Doctrines, Sacraments and Ceremonies?
A56836	Hee that shall eate this Bread, and drink this Cup of the Lord unworthily, eateth and drinketh What?
A56836	His pleasure being demanded, whether they should weed them up?
A56836	How is Duke Hamilton( scarce warme in his new Honour) taken in his own snare, having entangled his Lord and Master in so many inconveniences?
A56836	How long shall the wicked, O Lord, how long shall the wicked triumph?
A56836	How many children above a yeare old( because their fathers are suspected to be loyall to their Prince) continue unbaptiz''d?
A56836	How many daily make their private meetings, and assemble in the City of London to exercise their Ministery?
A56836	How many have been convicted of Blasphemy, and yet unpunisht?
A56836	How many of those blood- preaching Ministers, have died expectorating Blood?
A56836	How many times have their witnesses been taken against some of our most learned and religious Ministers?
A56836	How now Doctor, doth your Guilt begin to call for more witnesses?
A56836	How now, Doctor?
A56836	How often hath Bow- river( which they lately have baptiz''d New Iordan) been witnesse to their prophanations?
A56836	How often have they preached downe Subjection to Princes, and encouraged the Sword to grow warme in the blood of Christians?
A56836	How often have your solemne Petitions set dayes apart, for the expedition of your Martiall attempts in a Pitcht field, or for the raising of a Seige?
A56836	How often was his Authority questioned?
A56836	How often were his Doctrines traduced, as false?
A56836	How stands he a Marke betwixt two dangers, having nothing left him, but guilt enough to make him capable of a desperate Fortune?
A56836	How willingly can a dog foule the roome, and how loath to have his nose rubbed in it?
A56836	How would forraigne Christians have been frighted at the very name of the Church of England?
A56836	I know thou beleevest; have not you blasphemy enough to traduce the Apostle of a courtly lye?
A56836	If Subjects, ought they not to be subject?
A56836	If our blessed Saviour be not Pepresentative, Tell me, whereof art thou a Member?
A56836	If so, Is it of Doctrine, or of Discipline?
A56836	If ye feare the alteration of the Old( having your Soveraignes Oath, which you dare not beleive) what other Assurance can you have?
A56836	Improbus haec tam culta novalia miles habebit?
A56836	In whose Reigne was it composed?
A56836	Is he not bound to his own Lawes?
A56836	Is not Implicite Beliefe one of our greatest Quarrells with the Church of Rome, even unto this day?
A56836	Is not this a blessed Priesthood?
A56836	Is this your Zeale for Gods glory?
A56836	Is your fornace so hot?
A56836	Lord, how long wilt then hide thy selfe?
A56836	Man could not limit the Power he never gave: If God; shew me where?
A56836	Murther his Messengers?
A56836	Nay, are not men afraid to complain against them for feare of punishment?
A56836	Nineveh cryed mightily to heaven, and they were spared; and shall the miseries of three Kingdomes be hollowed in your eares, and not heard?
A56836	None between him and God; Onely accomptable to God for all his Actions?
A56836	Nor, was it want of strength, that he reformed not in a Martiall way: Could not hee command more then twelve legions of Angels?
A56836	O God, how long shall the Adversary reproach thee?
A56836	Or had he pleased to use the Arme of flesh, could not Hee, that raised the dead, raise a considerable Army?
A56836	Or tell me, without blushing, where are they that did it?
A56836	Or would they have sleighted his gracious Offers?
A56836	Or( being Rulers of the Province of Babel) did they invite the Jewes into a Rebellion?
A56836	Or, having the proffer of a good Popish, or debaucht Commander, tell me, should he be denied his Commission?
A56836	Or, if such an( almost) unpreventable evill should not ensue, think you, such swarmes of Sectaries sweat for nothing?
A56836	Or, is it a Truth ye want?
A56836	Or, is it of Discipline?
A56836	Or, to examine, first, every Officers Religion?
A56836	Or, will you undertake that the Elders in a Presbyteriall Government shall be all faultlesse?
A56836	Or,( having renounced his Subjects ayde, upon his faile) could he expect that loyalty, which now he wants upon a meen suspition?
A56836	Proclaimed?
A56836	Sacred?
A56836	Shall every Cobler, Feltmaker, or Taylour intrude into that honorable calling, and be judges of their own sufficiency?
A56836	Shall the enemy blaspheme thy Name for ever?
A56836	Shall therefore the Scriptures be disallowed?
A56836	Shall they that are bad, have more power to pull downe a setled Government, then they that be good, to keep it up?
A56836	Shall thy wrath burne like fire?
A56836	Sir Iohn Hotham, then Governour of Hull, who first defied and dared his Soveraigne to his face, what is become of him?
A56836	So many millions of soules lye open to the tyranny of his arbitrary will?
A56836	So, He is termed a stumbling Blocke, and does that warrant us to stumble?
A56836	So, He sayes, All you shall be offended because of me; and does this patronize our Offences?
A56836	Sure, Doctor, You are now besides your text: Shall whole kingdomes, then, depend upon his extravagant pleasure?
A56836	Sure,''t was your ill usage made it so: But say, was David a Prophet?
A56836	Take heed Doctor, you run not your selfe out of the Assembly into Ely house: What speciall Commission had our Parliament to do the like?
A56836	That he will''d the same words to be used, is evident; For his Disciples would be taught, as Iohn taught his: And how were they taught?
A56836	The King, a known Pagan, commands a grosse Idolatry; Did these men conspire?
A56836	The Law is good and just; Because, then we had not knowne sin but by the Law, is it therefore lawfull for us to sin?
A56836	The Law: And what Law denies the King power to pardon Delinquents?
A56836	The Lords Annointed?
A56836	The preservation of the Old Truth, or the Institution of a New?
A56836	Then, sure, he knew it a heynous sin, to take away the life of Gods Vicegerent( though an Idolater) Had he speciall Revelations?
A56836	Thinkest thou, that they, and their Abettors will passe unpunisht?
A56836	True, Kings are called Gods: But what followes?
A56836	Was Plots, Policies, Propositions, Prophanations, Plunderings, Military Preparations, his way to Reformation?
A56836	Was not Cyrus Gods Annointed, and many more whom God acknowledges so, and yet wicked Kings?
A56836	Was not God as able to subdue Him with so few, as to deliver them from so many?
A56836	Was not Hee as tender eyed towards his owne naturall people, as we, to one another?
A56836	Was not the Truth as deare to Him( who was the very Truth) and the way to it, as direct to Him,( that was the onely Way) as to us?
A56836	Was the Spirit of God too blame, to endite them?
A56836	Were not those blessed Martyrs the composers?
A56836	Were they not his own words, He that taketh up the sword, shall perish by the sword?
A56836	Wh ● you shot 5 peeces of Ordnance, before one was returned at Edge- hill, was that defensive?
A56836	What Bells?
A56836	What Bonefires?
A56836	What Church doore hath been opened?
A56836	What Rhethoricall pretermissions of things materiall?
A56836	What Vices of the times have branded his Repute?
A56836	What allegorizing of plaine texts?
A56836	What are the hopes of Conquest, but an ambition of Superiority?
A56836	What bitternesse?
A56836	What faultring?
A56836	What inferiour person would not think his Reputation wronged, not to take up confidence upon such terrible termes?
A56836	What invectives?
A56836	What is condemning, judging, or deposing, but Supremacie?
A56836	What mean ye by having Truth?
A56836	What notorious evill hath his Majesty perpetrated to quench the sparkles of a common Charity?
A56836	What obscurity of stile?
A56836	What one amongst them threw down his Gauntlet?
A56836	What pasquills?
A56836	What raylings?
A56836	What shuffling?
A56836	What tryumphs?
A56836	When Ignorance and Folly meet, how malice domineeres?
A56836	When Princes offend their God in suffering, or partaking with Idolaters, shall subjects be afraid to offend them?
A56836	When a ship hath made a voyage with one winde into New- England, will you blame it for returning back with a quite contrary?
A56836	When many people are demanded their Reasons of divers opinions, which they stoutly stand unto, is not their answer thus?
A56836	When the Lyon roares, who trembles not?
A56836	When ye affronted Basing- House, was that defensive?
A56836	When you besieged Redding, which you after slighted, was that defensive?
A56836	Whence commeth it that there be tares?
A56836	Where the word of a King is, there is power, and who shall say unto him, What dost thou?
A56836	Where, O where are you, all you that are the wisdom and Governours of this unhappy Island?
A56836	Where, O where are you, the great Colledge of Politicall Physitians of this languishing Common- wealth?
A56836	Where, O where are you, the great Counsell and grave Senators of this falling Kingdome?
A56836	Which of them took up the Sling?
A56836	Who among so many, struck one blow in the just defence of the true Reformed Religion?
A56836	Who limited it?
A56836	Who so bitterly inveyed against Episcopall Government, should be shot dead out of a Cathedrall Church?
A56836	Who was it that was so active for the oath Ex Officio, so eager for the two shillings nine pence so contentious with his parishioners?
A56836	Who was the cowardly ● ur then?
A56836	Whose Embassadour are you?
A56836	Why was the penalty, upon the faile, not expressed then?
A56836	Will not their costs, and paines expect, at least, a congratulatory connivance in the freedome of their consciences?
A56836	Will your zeale sell Gods honour for the impatience of a Scoffe?
A56836	Wilt thou be angry with us for ever?
A56836	Wilt thou prolong thy wrath from generation to generation?
A56836	Yet how many thousand more have perisht by the sword, at their Command?
A56836	Your Halls say, no: Why?
A56836	and how should Liberty be enlarged, if not peeced with Prerogative?
A56836	and leave their lawfull Trades for unwarrantable Professions, according to their own humerous Fansies?
A56836	and rebell against God, in rebelling against him?
A56836	and shall our Churches therefore be cryed downe, or shut against the Ordinances of God?
A56836	and that, of Ruine?
A56836	and to Princes, yee are ungodly?
A56836	and what Authority confirmed it?
A56836	and when the cruelty of that bloody Religion was but newly out of breath, and fresh in Memory?
A56836	and yet, what a busines now, you make of his creeping Ceremonies?
A56836	because those Poets were Heathenish, was S. Paul afraid to use their sayings?
A56836	but what?
A56836	did not your self taxe him of rank Popery?
A56836	for ever?
A56836	if not, what are they?
A56836	is every tatling Basket- maker, or Butcher, or mincing Shee a fit Judge of a( Ministers) doctrine, and meet to reprove and confute him for it?
A56836	may any, that hath skill to make a shoe, a hat, or a suite, professe the Trade, till he be made free?
A56836	nay more, denyed?
A56836	not limited by his Coronation oath?
A56836	or annihilate his Power?
A56836	or could there be a more impious Prince?
A56836	or where''s the Lye?
A56836	or, was it your own self?
A56836	saith, Is it fit then to say to a King, Thou art wicked?
A56836	that endeavour to strike off a Bishops Cap forsooth?
A56836	that, by the generall Confession both of Prince, and people, had such Monsters to adorne it?
A56836	their unlawfull Commands not violated without Rebellion?
A56836	then, doubtlesse, his wayes and actions were the best presidents for us, to follow: But was he a Prophet?
A56836	this Book of Common- Prayer is your maine quarrell here; and Bishops, by the Bye: Tell me, who composed that Book?
A56836	to cast Pearles before Swine?
A56836	to disobey him, whom God hath commanded thee to honour?
A56836	to rebell against him, to whom God hath commanded thee to be subject?
A56836	what hinders him, he can not practice?
A56836	when as the hot mouthed Challenges of Romes Goliahs thundred in our English Host, where, where were all those long- winded Lecturers?
A56836	where''s the Blasphemie?
A56836	who labouring to put out the left eye of establisht Government, his left eye, and life were both put out together?
A56836	who was so severe an enemy against Peace should perish in the same Warre, he so encouraged?
A56836	would it grieve you, because the Tinker had no Ordination from a Bitesheepe?
A56836	would then our Miseries be at an end?
A56836	your unmaintain''d Opinions are pinned upon the Authority of men: Say, where''s the Papist, now?
A56836	〈 ◊ 〉 ● overnours for the house of God?
A10251	''T is a common trick: Serve God in Plenty?
A10251	''T is true: But tell me; what was He, that did it?
A10251	A God, and can not rise?
A10251	A heav''nly Supper and a fleshly Heart?
A10251	A messe of Porrage for Inheritance?
A10251	A ●, none at all?
A10251	ANd da ●''st thou venture still to live in Sin, And crucifie thy dying Lord agin?
A10251	ANd were it for thy profit, to obtaine All Sunshine?
A10251	ARe all such Offrings, as are crusht, and bruis''d, Forbid thy Altar?
A10251	ARe not the Ravens, great God, sustaind by Thee?
A10251	ARt thou revil''d, and slandred?
A10251	Admit we could; could we appoint the hower?
A10251	Ah no; For God and Mammon can not joyne: Doe Beds of Down containe this heavenly stranger?
A10251	Alas, Our Bodye''s sensible of neither: Things that are senslesse feele nor paynes nor ease; Tell me; and why not Wormes as well as Fleas?
A10251	Alas, what hath this Princely Dreamer done, That he must quit the Glory of his Throne, His Royall Scepter, his Imperiall Crowne?
A10251	And Daniel yet remaine Alive?
A10251	And apt to raise A rare advantage to the Makers praise?
A10251	And but one, of ten Returne the Clenser thanks?
A10251	And is the better part Of what thou hear''●, before it warme thy heart, Snatcht from thy false Remembrance?
A10251	And must all broken things be set apart?
A10251	And not To be recall''d?
A10251	And not thy Nuptiall Bed alone defil''d, But to be charged with the base- borne Childe?
A10251	And was thy faithfull service payd With oft- repeated strokes?
A10251	And wilt thou cloth the Lilyes, and not me?
A10251	And yet not Pharoh yeeld T''enlarge poore Israel?
A10251	And yet not mov''d?
A10251	Are not these, all these Sufficient, to encounter and o''rthrow, Poore sinfull Man; but must that Bandog too, Assault us, Lord?
A10251	Art thou not able?
A10251	Because it was thy Pleasure, t was no pity; Why should thou pity us, Just God, when we Could never finde a time to pity thee?
A10251	But Ten i''th''Hundred?''
A10251	But knowst thou what this dainty Peece encloses?
A10251	But what sayes Sathan now?
A10251	But when thy more divine Vrania sung, What glorious Angell had so sweet a tongue?
A10251	By whom Was their blood shed?
A10251	CAnst th ● ● recover thy consumed Flesh, From the well- feasted Wormes?
A10251	Can thy just Iealousies, Great God, be grounded On Mans disloyalty, not Man confounded?
A10251	Can thy weake thoughts reward Two so unequall, with a like Respect?
A10251	Can we as dead, in sin, As Laz''rus, or the Damsell, live agin?
A10251	Can we be bold To looke for new, and yet not breake the old?
A10251	Canst thou awaken thy earth- closed eyes?
A10251	Canst thou beleeve, The suffrings of thy dying Lord can give Thy drooping shoulders rest?
A10251	Canst thou conceive Thy Helper strong enough?
A10251	Canst thou desier help?
A10251	Canst thou intreat Aid from a stronger Arm?
A10251	Canst thou redeeme thy Ashes from the dead?
A10251	Could neither Mercies oyle, nor Iudgements thunder Dissolve, nor breake thy ● linty heart in sunder?
A10251	Could your conscience serve Not to be fooles, and yet to let them sterve?
A10251	DId ever Iudge more equally proceed To punish Sin?
A10251	DOe this and live?
A10251	DOes thy corrected Frailty still complaine Of thy disloyall Mem''ry?
A10251	Dare her conscience frame, To act a Sin, but to prevent a Shame?
A10251	Dare we trust God for Nights?
A10251	David free, To take his choice?
A10251	Did not our Iesus doe the like to his?
A10251	Did not that sweltring Dives make complaint For water?
A10251	Doe worldly pleasures no contentment give?
A10251	Does Iob ● erve God for nought?
A10251	Dost thou see how Art Does polish nature to adorne each part Of that rare Worke, whose glorious Fabrick may Commend her beauty to an after day?
A10251	Evermore alike, Both when heav''n strikes& whē he leaves to strike?
A10251	FAmine?
A10251	FIerce Lyons roaring for their prey?
A10251	FIndst thou no comfort on this fickle Earth?
A10251	FIve thousand in a weeke, in one poore City?
A10251	God: But tell me, who Gave being to the Loaves of Bread?
A10251	HAile blessed Mary: MA, What celestial tongue Cals sinfull Mary blessed?
A10251	HAst thou forsaken all thy Sinnes, but One?
A10251	HAst thou observed how the curious hand Of the Refiner seekes to understand The inadult''rate purenesse of his Gold?
A10251	HAve sland''rous tongues bin busie to defame The pretious Oyntment of my better name?
A10251	HOw could thy Soule, fond Woman, be assur''d Thy long disease could be so eas''ly cur''d?
A10251	HOw dares thy Bandog, Lord, presume t''approach Into thy sacred pre ● ence?
A10251	HOw well our Saviour and the landed Youth Agreed a little while?
A10251	Had that the pow''r to call The massy ● ron up?
A10251	Has not thy malice had her owne desire?
A10251	Hast thou not cause to be a Iealous God?
A10251	Have our Syrian streames Lesse pow''r then Isr''els?
A10251	Have we not Enemies to counterbuffe, Enow?
A10251	How Lord?
A10251	How apt is sense, to question, why?
A10251	How basely doe our crooked Soules engage Themselves to heav''n?
A10251	How might all this come?
A10251	I Know not by what vertue Rome deposes A Christian Prince: Did Aaron command Moses?
A10251	I doe; Who bids thee Come, will bid thee Welcome too: Rhemus, when call''d in person, you appeare By Proxy, tell me where''s your manners, there?
A10251	I feare th''art guilty: Is that heart of thine So faint( if guiltles) that it can not stoope Beneath so poore a Burthen, and not droope?
A10251	IF Flouds of Teares should drown my world of Sin, Alas, my floating Arke retaines within, A cursed Cham to store the World agin: What then?
A10251	IF a poore timorous Hare but crosse the way, Morus will keepe his chamber all the day; What Evill ● ortends ● ortends it, Morus?
A10251	IT is a common use to entertaine The knowledge of a great man, by his Trayne: How great''s the dead- man then?
A10251	IVdge not too fast: This Tree that does appeare So barren, may be fruitfull the next yeare: Hast thou not patience to expect the hower?
A10251	In Sleepe, we know not whether our clos''d eyes Shall ever wake; from Death w''are sure to rise: I, but''t is long first: O, is that our feares?
A10251	Is Dagon growne So weake ith''hamms: Nor stand, nor rise, alone?
A10251	Is Sampson singular in this?
A10251	Is he gone that rode?
A10251	Is not Sophronia left at Sixe and Seaven?
A10251	Is not the Flesh, the World enough To foyle us?
A10251	Is not the Warrant ample, If back''t with Scripture?
A10251	Is she unhappy, or thou cruell rather?
A10251	Is the Brick So soone forgotten?
A10251	Is the most Of what th''inspired Prophets tell thee, lost In thy unhospitable eares?
A10251	Is there a firme di ● ors ● Betwixt all mercy, and the hearts of Men?
A10251	Is there no City for a Soule to flye, And save it selfe: Must we resolve to dye?
A10251	Is there no pitty?
A10251	Is there no remorse In humane brests?
A10251	Is there none dead By your defaults?
A10251	Is thy Shrine so hot, Thou canst not keepe it?
A10251	Is thy Taske too great?
A10251	Is''t not a dainty Pe ● ce?
A10251	It is a point of Mercy, yet, to give A choise of death to such, as must not live: But was the choise so hard?
A10251	Knowst thou not which to slight,& which t''affect?
A10251	LAz''rus come forth?
A10251	LEt not thy blacknesse moove thee to despaire, Black Women are belov''d of men that''s faire: What if thy hayre, her flaxen brightnes lack?
A10251	LOrd, if our dayes be few, why doe we spend And lavish them unto so evill an end?
A10251	Let thy heart cheare thee: What delicious Cheare?
A10251	Looke to the Law?
A10251	Lord, if our dayes be evill, why doe we wrong Our selves, and Thee, to wish our Day so long?
A10251	MAmmon''s growne rich: Does Mammon boast of that?
A10251	MY Little Pinnace, strike thy Sayles, Let slippe thy Anchor?
A10251	May they not be us''d?
A10251	Must be expeld his Honour, and come downe Below the meanest Slave, and, for a Season, Be banisht from the use, the Act of Reason?
A10251	My Lord, how can Such wonders come to passe; such things be done By a poore Virgin, never knowne by Man?
A10251	NEw Garments being brought, who is''t that would Not scorne to live a Pris''ner to the Old?
A10251	NO sooner out, but grumble?
A10251	NOt pray to Saints?
A10251	Nay what shal Esau do?
A10251	No Joy at all?
A10251	No Obiect for thy Mirth?
A10251	No diffrence, but a little Breath:''T is all but Rest;''t is all but a Releasing Our tyred lims; VVhy then not alike pleasing?
A10251	No no; Hee''s rather cradled in some Manger: Dwells he in wisedome?
A10251	No no; Mans wisedome''s foolishnes with God: Or hath some new Plantation, yet unknown, Made him their King, adorn''d him with their Crowne?
A10251	No place that shall Secure our Soules from Death?
A10251	No vicissitude of Raine?
A10251	Nor this, nor that''s ador''d: Does not th''eternall Law command, that thou Shalt ev''n as well forbeare to make, as bow?
A10251	Not stroke thy stomacke downe, when as thy God Is friends with thee, and throwne aside the Rod?
A10251	Not to so good an end?
A10251	Nothing but Sorrow?
A10251	Nothing else, but toyle?
A10251	O When our Clergie, at the dreadfull Day, Shal make their Audit; when the Iudge shal say Give your accompts: What, have my Lambs bin fed?
A10251	O canst thou not dispence with that, wherein ▪ Thy strict Religion''s a presumptuous Sin?
A10251	O where, O where Shall I direct my steps, to finde him there?
A10251	O( not to be exprest?)
A10251	O, are there not enow, enow beside?
A10251	O, by the Law, we dye: Is there no Refuge, Lord?
A10251	On the Story of Man?
A10251	Or can the ruines of the old find place In th''Arke of Glory, not repayr''d by Grace?
A10251	Or canst thou judge that Fier, clos''d about With rak''d up Embers,''cause not scene, is out?
A10251	Or has Dagon got The falling sicknes, that his Godship''s found On such a posture, prostrate on the Gro ● nd?
A10251	Or hath censorious basenesse gone about With her rude blast to puffe my Taper out?
A10251	Or he, in Summer, that complaines of Frost?
A10251	Or put on fresh?
A10251	Or quit thy Carkas from her sheet of Lead?
A10251	Or was''t because our blessed Saviour wore it?
A10251	Or why?
A10251	PAst time is gone, the Future is to be; Crastinio, say, which most belongs to thee?
A10251	PLag ● es after Plagues?
A10251	PRomise is d ● tt: And Det implyes a payment: How can the righteous, then dout food,& raymēt?
A10251	Parted for ever?
A10251	Quite buried?
A10251	Quite forgot?
A10251	SEest thou that Mon''ment?
A10251	SHe must be lov''d; Then courted; and what more?
A10251	STands it with State, that Princely David, who Did weare the Crown, should play the Harper too?
A10251	Sampson was s ● bject to their scorne and shame: And was not Jesus even the very same?
A10251	Say, doe they all stand sound?
A10251	Shall I make search in swelling Baggs of Coyne?
A10251	Shall wormes, or dust, or men be well advis''d, To goe in person( where we have despis''d) Before a God, a glorious God?
A10251	Sinner repent?
A10251	So much und ● rfoot?
A10251	T Is true; we are but dust; but wormes; nay men, That are more base then either; And what then?
A10251	T is true, Great God ▪ then who Can hope for life?
A10251	T''advance his passion?
A10251	TEn Lepers clensed?
A10251	THat drop- requesting Dives did desire His Brothers might have warning of that Fire, Whose flames he felt: Could he, a Fiend, wish well To Man?
A10251	THe blessing gon, what do''s there now remaine?
A10251	TWo Eares to let in Knowledge; Nature gave; To entertaine true Faith, one heart we have; Why so?
A10251	That gives thee kisses?
A10251	The Cure perpl ● xes more then the Disease; Prophets prescribe no better meanes then these?
A10251	The faithfull Abra''m now erects an Altar: Orders the wood: what tongue can chuse but falter, To tell the rest?
A10251	The hedge is broke, That fenc''d my Servant Iob: What further Cloke For his uprightnesse hath he?
A10251	Thinkst thou that Formio''s shaking hands with Sin?
A10251	Thinkst thou, that thy laborious Plough requires Not Winter frosts, as well as Summer fires?
A10251	Thy Lawes are j ● st, And most irrevocable: Shall we trust Or flye to our owne Merits, and ● e freed By our good Workes?
A10251	To adorne our Walls?
A10251	To counterfeit thy po''wr, And to usurpe thy Kingdome, ev''n as He Were, Lord, at least, a Substitute to Thee?
A10251	To deck our windowes?
A10251	To garnish Halls?
A10251	To turne Gods glorious Image to a Beast, Or turne the Image of a Beast to God?
A10251	To what end Mad''st thou such needlesse hast?
A10251	True Lord; His Raith is tough: But Snailes as well Can thrive without, as live within their Shell: To save a life who would not lose some skin?
A10251	VIctorious Ieptha, could thy Zeale allow No other way, then by a rash- made Vow, T''expresse thy Thanks?
A10251	VVHat?
A10251	VVHy should we not, as well, desier Death, As Sleep?
A10251	VVOuld''st thou be prosp''rous, tho the bēded brow Of Fortune threaten thee?
A10251	Vnlock thy Marble Monument, and rise?
A10251	WAs it not time to send his sonne to Rages, For mony, whē his wife spun hard for wages?
A10251	WHat hast thou done?
A10251	WHat newes with Dagon?
A10251	WHich is the greater Sin, and which the lesse?
A10251	WHo ever sung so high, so rapt an 〈 ◊ 〉 As David prompted by heroick Clio?
A10251	WHy did our blessed Saviour please to breake His sacred thoughts in Parables; and speake In darke Enigma''s?
A10251	WHy not the Picture of our dying Lord, As of a Friend?
A10251	WOldst thou Mundano, prove too great, too strong For peevish Fortunes angry brow to wrong?
A10251	WOldst thou, Charissa, wish thy fortunes better, Then, by thy act, to make thy God thy Detter?
A10251	Was her Ballance even?
A10251	Was thy heart so steel''d, Rebellious Tyrant, that it dare withstand The oft repeated Iudgements of Heav''ns hand?
A10251	Was thy knee Bent oft enough?
A10251	Was''t not by holy Rome?
A10251	Was''t not high time for him to post away, That for an Angell paid a Groat a day?
A10251	Were not his Pangs sufficient?
A10251	What Wages can we merit, as our owne?
A10251	What ayle thy Gods, that they are turn''d so rough, So full of rage?
A10251	What hath poore Esau left, but empty teares, And Plaints, that can not reach the old mans eares?
A10251	What hinders Life?
A10251	What is''t we ayle not, That Wet and Cold can bring?
A10251	What must there now be done?
A10251	What now''s th''exployt?
A10251	What shall poore Mortals do?
A10251	What then are they, nay Fooles, in what degree, Whose Actions shall maintain''t?
A10251	What''s that to thee?
A10251	What, doe thy dayes shew nothing, worth a smile?
A10251	What, is there Charity in Hell?
A10251	What?
A10251	When''s our Zeale in prime?
A10251	When''s the time, To doe thee service?
A10251	Where shall I trace; or where shall I go winde him?
A10251	Which finds the sharper?
A10251	Who art thou?
A10251	Who made the Fishes?
A10251	Why cam''st thou forth, sweet Virgin?
A10251	Why could not hungry E ● au strive t''enhaunce His price a little?
A10251	Why dost not rate him?
A10251	Why should reformed Churches then forbid it?
A10251	YOung man Rejoyce: What jolly mirth is here?
A10251	and not for Yeares?
A10251	and pick the worst of three?
A10251	and then Daniel throwne in?
A10251	and yet not move thy Rod?
A10251	and yet whine?
A10251	as if he had, at least, A Common wealth reposed in his brest: A Common- wealth?
A10251	but we subscribe to Fate: Perchance, thy Fortune''s to be bought and sold; Was not young Ioseph serv''d the like of old?
A10251	couldst thou think the touch of cloth was good To dry the Fountaine of thy flowing Blood?
A10251	do''st retaine Nothing that''s Good?
A10251	ever whining?
A10251	for who hath power to Doe?
A10251	must he bleed Yet more?
A10251	ne''r to meet agen?
A10251	no Princely Sport, To entertaine her?
A10251	or incroach Vpon thy choyce possessions, to devoure Thy sporting Lambs?
A10251	so right, in kind, and nature?
A10251	strengthen''d with example?
A10251	the Pest''lence?
A10251	the Pestlence?
A10251	the Sword?
A10251	the Sword?
A10251	this abroad, and that at home; But must that Sathan, must that Bandog come T''afflict the weake, and take the stronger side?
A10251	was not Abraham a Saint?
A10251	was there none to ● e ▪ Betwixt thy Fathers mortall Brow ▪ and Thee?
A10251	was thy Sentence iust, To censure Zeale, and not to punish Lust?
A10251	what Offring shall Perfume Baals nostrils?
A10251	what boots it whether?
A10251	what might the reason be?
A10251	what pretence For his continued Love and Innocence?
A10251	what secret mischiefe can Vn- same thy peace?
A10251	what, had they meat enough To fill their golden Stomacks?
A10251	when Death had closd her eies, What power had the Damsell to arise?
A10251	which is least, When all are great?
A10251	which the milder Rod?
A10251	which worst, when bad''s the best?
A10251	why could not Laz''rus plead, I can not come, great God, for I am dead: Dam''sell arise?
A10251	why does he obtaine Such favour to have liberty of his Chaine?
A10251	why he punisht, and not she?
A56969	1 ALas fond Child, How are thy thoughts beguil''d, To hope for hony from a nest of wasps?
A56969	1 ANd am I sworn a dunghill slave for ever To earths base drudg''ry?
A56969	1 BE faithfull, Lord, what''s that?
A56969	1 CAn nothing settle my uncertain breast, And fix my rambling love?
A56969	1 HOw shall my tongue expresse that hallow''d fire Which Heav''n hath kindled in my ravisht heart?
A56969	1 O Whither will this mad- brain world at last Be driv''n?
A56969	1 WHat never fill''d?
A56969	1 WHat secret corner?
A56969	1 WHat?
A56969	1 WHy dest thou suffer lustfull sloth to creep, Dull Cyprian lad, into thy wanton browes?
A56969	2 How hath my unregarded language vented The sad tautologies of lavish passion?
A56969	2 I wanted wealth; and at my dear request, Earth lent a quick supply; I wanted mirth to charm my sullen breast; And who more brisk then I?
A56969	2 Uxorious Adam, whom thy maker made Equall to Angels that excell in pow''r, What hast thou done?
A56969	2 What Circean cha ● … m, what Hecatean spight Has thus abus''d the G ● … d of love?
A56969	2 What mean these liv''ries and possessive keyes?
A56969	3 But hath the virtued steel a power to move?
A56969	3 But, O that mean whose good the least abuse Makes bad, is too too hard to be directed: Can thorns bring grapes, or crabs a pleasing juyce?
A56969	3 What well advised eare regards What earth can say?
A56969	3 Where be those rosie cheeks, that lately scorn''d The malice of injurious Fates?
A56969	3 Where have my busie eyes not pry''d?
A56969	3 Why dost thou make These murm''ring troups forsake The safe protection of their waxen homes?
A56969	4 But is the crown of Glory The wages of a lamentable story?
A56969	4 Think''st thou that paunch that 〈 ◊ 〉 out thy coat, Is thriving fat; or flesh, that seems so brawny?
A56969	4 Where shall I 〈 ◊ 〉?
A56969	5 But is there such a dearth That thou must buy what is thy due by birth?
A56969	5 But must the treason of a traitours Hail Abuse the sweetnesse of these ● … uby lips?
A56969	5 Faiths pineons clipt?
A56969	5 What mean dull souls, in this high measure To haberdash In earths base wares, whose greatest treasure Is drosse and trash?
A56969	5 Where shall I seek a Guide?
A56969	6 Deluded mortalls, tell me when Your daring breath has blown Heav''ns Tapour out, and you have spent your own, What sire sh ● … ll warm ye then?
A56969	6 If sweet Corinna smile, A Heav''n of joy breaks down into his heart: Corinna frowns awhile?
A56969	6. Who would not throw his better thoughts about him, And scorn this drosse within him; that, without him?
A56969	7 What''s earth?
A56969	8 In having all things, and not thee, what have I?
A56969	A dying breast, that hath but onely breath To beg a wound, and strength to crave a death?
A56969	A man was born: Alas, and what''s a man?
A56969	Afraid?
A56969	Ah fool, th''ast taught him how to stand?
A56969	Ah me, what have I enterprised?
A56969	Ah, if thou Search too severe, with too severe a brow, What flesh can stand?
A56969	Ah, must this blessed Infant tast the pain Of deaths injurious pangs?
A56969	Ah, treach''rous soul, would not thy pleasures give That Lord which made thee living leave to live?
A56969	Ah, where''s that pearl Percullis, that adorn''d Those dainty two- leav''d Ruby gates?
A56969	Alas, what hath he lost?
A56969	Alas, what serves our reason, But, like dark lanthorns, to accomplish treason With greater closenesse?
A56969	And Justice see?
A56969	And fair Astraea gone?
A56969	And having thee alone, what have I not?
A56969	And him thae closes it?
A56969	And how my ravish''d breast — But who can presle those heights, that can not be exprest?
A56969	And is this all?
A56969	And locks, that did infold Like knots of flaming wire, like curles of burnisht gold?
A56969	And must I earn Nothing but stripes?
A56969	And must these smiling Roses entertain The blows of scorn, and flurts of base disdain?
A56969	And seeking honey, to set up thy trade?
A56969	And what hath he found?
A56969	And what more smoke then pleasure?
A56969	And what then fire?
A56969	And what''s a Life?
A56969	And what''s a Life?
A56969	And what''s a Life?
A56969	And where is Life but in thine eye?
A56969	And whin''st to be enlarg''d?
A56969	And whither are we burried?
A56969	And who''s that Light but thee?
A56969	And why proportion''d by so large a span?
A56969	And why?
A56969	And yet thou turn''st away thy face, and fly''st me; And yet I sue for grace, and thou deny''st me; Speak, art thou angry, Lord, or onely try''st me?
A56969	And yet thou wilt not come, thou wilt not heare: O is thy wonted love become so cold?
A56969	Are all men turn''d Idiots and lunaticks?
A56969	Are not my dayes few?
A56969	Are not the hunters, and their Stygian hounds Limm''d full to th''life?
A56969	Are not they Fed by th''Almighties hand?
A56969	Are their senses all adjourn''d?
A56969	Are there no streams where a faint soul may wade?
A56969	Are these the goods that thou supply''st Us mortalls with?
A56969	Are these the high''st?
A56969	Are these the symptomes?
A56969	Are they too strong, or is thy arm too weak?
A56969	Are we sole guiltie, and the first age free?
A56969	Art thou a child?
A56969	Art thou a gracious God and mild, Or head- strong man rebellious rather?
A56969	Art thou all frowns, and ne''r a smile?
A56969	Art thou so weak?
A56969	Attend they not, and answer to thy call, Like nightly coveys, where thou list and when?
A56969	BOth work and strokes?
A56969	Be thy lips skrew''d so fast To th''earths sull breast?
A56969	Behold these rags; am I a sitting guest To tast the dainties of thy royall feast, With hands and face unwash''d, ungirt, unblest?
A56969	Beholder, say, Is''t not well done?
A56969	Believe:''t is easie to believe; but what?
A56969	Blest he not both the Feeder, and the Food?
A56969	But dare the ● … oore affront the hand that laid it?
A56969	But form''d, and sight?
A56969	But made at morning, and be whipt at noon?
A56969	But may thy wrongs be measur''d by the span Of life?
A56969	But must I die?
A56969	But must I ever grind?
A56969	But still and still remove?
A56969	But wilt thou leave me then?
A56969	Can my affections find out nothing best?
A56969	Can not thy lustfull blast, Which gave it luster, make it last?
A56969	Can solid rocks restrain The stroke of Justice, and not cleave in twain?
A56969	Can stinking Lazarus compound, or strive With deaths entangling fetters, and revive?
A56969	Can the burning cole Of thy affection last without the fuel Of counter- love?
A56969	Can the flames expire Which he has kindled?
A56969	Can these bring cordiall peace?
A56969	Can they remove The pangs of grief, or ease the flames of love?
A56969	Can thy distemper''d fancy take delight In view of tortures?
A56969	Can thy fears command No rocks to shield thee from her thund''ring hand?
A56969	Can ye quench his fire?
A56969	Canst thou be sick, and such a Doctour by?
A56969	Canst thou believe my hand can cure thy grief?
A56969	Canst thou conceive such poore delights as these Can fill th''insatiate soul of man, or please The fond aspect of his deluded eye?
A56969	Canst thou dig ● … st?
A56969	Canst thou forget that drowsie mount, wherein Thy dull Disciples slept?
A56969	Canst thou repent of mercy?
A56969	Canst thou sow favours, and thus reap disdain?
A56969	Cease thy vain hopes; my angry God has vow''d Abused mercy must have bloud for bloud: Shall I yet strike the blow?
A56969	Come busse and friends, my lambe; whish, lullaby, What ails my babe?
A56969	Come, come, this pettish brat, Thus cry and bawl, and can not tell for what?
A56969	Cupid, must the world be lasht so soon?
A56969	Death conquer''d Laz''rus was redeem''d by thee; If I am dead, Lord, see deaths prisner free; Am I more spent, or stink I worse then he?
A56969	Did I refuse to sing?
A56969	Did not the great Creatours voice proclaim What ere he made( from the blue spangled frame To the poore leaf that trembles) very Good?
A56969	Die they not fast enough, when thousands fall Before thy dart?
A56969	Do they not see God in his Creatures as direct as we?
A56969	Do they not tast thee?
A56969	Does something please His vain conceit?
A56969	Doth gowty Mammous griping hand infold This secret Saint in sacred shrines of sov''reigne gold?
A56969	Doth there any such befall Within mans reach?
A56969	Dread''st thou thy loads of sinne?
A56969	Fear''st thou to go, when such an Arm invites thee?
A56969	Fool, thee so bare?
A56969	For ever ranging?
A56969	For ever?
A56969	From whence are we expelled?
A56969	Great Jove was vanquisht by his greater might;( And who is stronger- arm''d then Jove?)
A56969	Grieve not( my soul) nor let thy love wax faint, Weep''st thou to lose the cause of thy complaint?
A56969	Hang''d round with silks and gold?
A56969	Has Justice now found wings?
A56969	Has earth no mercy?
A56969	Has none regain''d His senses?
A56969	Hast thou perus''d the curse Thou laid''st on Adams fall, and made it worse?
A56969	Hath vengeance found thee?
A56969	Have you seen him whom my soul loveth?
A56969	Haw stands thy tast?
A56969	He hath lost happinesse for which he was made, and found misery for which he was not made: What is gone?
A56969	He whom thy hands did form of dust, And gave him breath upon condition, To love his great Creatour, must He now be thine by composition?
A56969	Heav''n finds an eare, when sinners find a tongue?
A56969	Heav''n thought good Lost man should feed in sweat; not work in bloud: Why dost thou wound th''already wounded breast?
A56969	Hold forth thy arm, and let my fingers try Thy pulse; where chiefly doth thy torment lie?
A56969	Hold, Justice, stay: Sinner, speak on; what hast thou more to say?
A56969	Hold, Justice, stay: Speak, sinner; hast thou nothing more to say?
A56969	How art thou shaded in this veil of night, Behind thy curtain slesh?
A56969	How can my musick relish in your cars, That can not speak for sobs, nor sing for tears?
A56969	How has thy lightnesse given A just occasion to thy foes illusion?
A56969	How is thy empty universe bereaven Of all true joyes, by one false Joyes delusion?
A56969	How know''st thou this?
A56969	How long shall darknesse soyl The face of earth, and thus beguile Our souls of sprightfull action?
A56969	How often hath my patience built, dear Lord, Vain tow''rs of Hope upon thy gracious Word?
A56969	How often have I sought thee?
A56969	How often have my nightly torments praid For lingring twilight, glutted with the shade?
A56969	How often, tir''d with the fastidious light, Have my saint lips implor''d the shades of night?
A56969	How old''s thy grief?
A56969	How shall we sing a song of the Lord in a strange land?
A56969	How small a blast will make a bubble swell?
A56969	How sweetly has the Lord of life deceiv''d thee?
A56969	I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men?
A56969	I know thy Justice is thy self; I know, Just God, thy very self is Mercy too; If not to thee, where?
A56969	IS Natures course dissolv''d?
A56969	IS not this Type well cut?
A56969	If I have lost my Path, great Shepherd, say, Shall I still wander in a doubtfull way?
A56969	If Man can love man with so entire affection, that the one can scarce brook the others absence?
A56969	If every where, why do I not see thee present?
A56969	If it might be seen, Why is this envious curtain drawn between My darkned eye and it?
A56969	If my pufft light be out, give leave to tine My slamelesse- snuss at that bright Lamp of thine; O what''s thy Light the lesse for lighting mine?
A56969	If not why dost thou spare A willing breast; a breast that stands so fair?
A56969	If so, Lord, who''s so mad to die?
A56969	If that object be too bright For mans aspect, why did thy lips invite Mine eye t''expect it?
A56969	If thou begin to fear, thy fear begins; Fool, can he bear thee hence, and not thy sins?
A56969	In ev''ry part Full of rich cunning?
A56969	In full heaps untold?
A56969	In pleasure?
A56969	In what measure He seems transported with the antick pleasure Of childish baubles?
A56969	Is crazy Time grown lazy, faint or sick With very Age?
A56969	Is hell broke loose, and all her Fiends untied?
A56969	Is none return''d To his forgotten self?
A56969	Is not that breath Immortall?
A56969	Is not thy bloud as cold ● … s hot, by turns?
A56969	Is the road fair?
A56969	Is there no Good, then which there''s nothing higher, To blesse my full desire With joyes that never change; with joyes that nev''r expire?
A56969	Is there no charitable hand will sever My well- spun thred, that my imprison''d soul May be deliver''d from this dull dark hole Of dungeon flesh?
A56969	Is there no comfort?
A56969	Is there no cover that will give protection T''a fainting soul, the subject of thy wraths 〈 ◊ 〉?
A56969	Is there no resection?
A56969	Is this a time to pay thine idle vowes At Morpheus shrine?
A56969	Is this a time to sleep Thy brains in wastfull slumbers?
A56969	Is this that sprightly fire, Whose more then sacred beams inspire The ravisht hearts of men, and so in ● … lame desire?
A56969	Is this the sad condition Of those that trust thee?
A56969	Is this the state?
A56969	Is thy compeer so cruel, And thou so kind, to love unlov''d again?
A56969	Is''t insufficiency?
A56969	Is''t not enough, enough that I ● … ulfill The toylsome task of thy laborious mill?
A56969	It is the lot of man but once to die, But ere that death how many deaths have I?
A56969	It was my errour: are not grones and tears Harmonious raptures in th''Almighties ears?
A56969	Know''st thou not where to scape?
A56969	LOrd, has the feeble voyce of flesh and bloud The pow''r to work thine ears into a floud Of melted mercy?
A56969	Let me enjoy but thee, what farther crave I?
A56969	Lies it in Treasure?
A56969	Lives she in honour?
A56969	Lord, I bled before In thy deep wounds; can Justice challenge more?
A56969	Lord, canst thou see and hold?
A56969	Lord, has thy scourge no mercy, and my woes No end?
A56969	Lord, if thou art not present, where shall I seek thee absent?
A56969	Lord, is thy Scepter lost, or laid aside?
A56969	Lord, s ● … ll I strike the blow?
A56969	Lord, shall I strike the blow?
A56969	Lord, shall a Iamb of Isr''els sheepfold st ● … ay?
A56969	Lord, shall we grumble when thy flames do seourge us?
A56969	May not this labour expiate and pu ● … ge My sinne, without th''addition of thy scourge?
A56969	Mine eyes are blind and dark, I can not see; To whom, or whether should my darknesse flee, But to the Light?
A56969	My earth''s a living Temple t''entertein The King of Glory, and his glorious train: How can I mend my title then?
A56969	My path is lost; my wand''ring steps do stray; I can not safely go, nor safely stay; Whom should I seek but thee, my Path, my Way?
A56969	My soul, chear up; what if the night be long?
A56969	My soul, pry not too nearly; the complexion Of Sols bright face is seen but by reslexion: But wouldst thou know what''s heav''n?
A56969	My soul, sinnes monster, whom, with greater ease Ten thousand fold, thy God could make then please; What wouldst thou have?
A56969	My soul, what''s lighter then a feather?
A56969	NOt eat?
A56969	No day of freedome?
A56969	No, they were smok''d and slav''d as well as we: What''s sweet- lipt Honours blast, but smoke?
A56969	Not by tears to be implor''d?
A56969	Not cast an eye Upon the fruit of this fai ● … Tree?
A56969	Not first belov''d have I the power to love?
A56969	Not having thee, what have my labours got?
A56969	Not tast?
A56969	Not touch?
A56969	O Whither shall I fly?
A56969	O can my frozen gutters choose but run, That feel the warmth of such a glorious Sun?
A56969	O canst thou not digest An houre of travel for a night of rest?
A56969	O hath my leaden soul the art t''improve Her wasted talent, and unrais''d, aspire In this sad moulting time of her desire?
A56969	O shall I, shall I never Be ransom''d, but remain a slave for ever?
A56969	O tell me, why Thou dost command the thing thou dost deny?
A56969	O that my wayes were directed to keep thy Statutes?
A56969	O thou most sweet, most gracious, most amiable, most fair, when shall I see thee?
A56969	O where, Of whom hath not my thred- bare tongue demanded?
A56969	O whither means her 〈 ◊ 〉 groom to drive?
A56969	O who can leave so sweet a face as this?
A56969	O who would droyl, Or delve in such a soyl, Where gain''s uncertain and the pain is sure?
A56969	O why Doth that eclipsing hand so long deny The Sun- shine of thy soul- enliv''ning eye?
A56969	O why hast thou obey''d Thy own destruction?
A56969	O wilt thou disaltern The rest thou gav''st?
A56969	O you that dote upon this world, for what victory do ye sight?
A56969	O, I am dead: to whom shall I, poore I, Repair?
A56969	O, can my voyce be pleasant, or my hand, Thus made a Prisner to a forrein land?
A56969	O, canst thou choose but see, That mad''st the eye?
A56969	O, how art thou betray''d, thus fairly driven In seeming triumph to thy own confusion?
A56969	O, to part so long?
A56969	O, will thy slumb''ring vengeance never wake, Till full- ag''d law- resisting Custome shake The pillours of thy right by false command?
A56969	Oh, where next Shall I go seek the Authour of my rest?
A56969	Or be thy moulting wings Unapt to fly?
A56969	Or can my wandring thoughts forbear to rove, Unguided by the virtue of thy spirit?
A56969	Or can so great a purchase rise From a salt humour?
A56969	Or can the untouch''d needle point aright?
A56969	Or can the water buried Axe implore A hand to raise it; or it self restore, And from her sandy deeps approch the dry- foot shore?
A56969	Or can thy flocks be thriving, when the fold Is govern''d by a Fox?
A56969	Or canst thou hope to come, and view, Like prosperous Caesar, and subdue?
A56969	Or canst thou think that bad which heav''n call''d Good?
A56969	Or do mine eyes not seek thee where they should?
A56969	Or dost thou vainly labour to hedge in Thy losses from my sides?
A56969	Or find thee not, if thou art ev''ry where?
A56969	Or has our lust ● … ull god persorm''d a rape, And( fearing Argus eyes) would scape The view of jealous earth, in this prodigious shape?
A56969	Or hath some frolick heart set back the hand Of Fates perpetuall Clock?
A56969	Or is there such a Good at all?
A56969	Or is''t a mere disease?
A56969	Or is''t a tart Idea, to procure An edge, and keep the practick soul in ure, Like that dear Chymick dust, or puzzling Quadrature?
A56969	Or shall the silent suits of drooping flow''rs Woo thee for drops, and be refresh''d with show''rs?
A56969	Or shall the wants of famisht ravens cry, And move thy mercy to a quick supply?
A56969	Or what are men, but puffs of dying breath, Reviv''d with living death?
A56969	Or what has made thee Oreslip thy lost degree?
A56969	Or what need stratageme or strength, where hearts obey?
A56969	Or what need strength compell, where none gainsay?
A56969	Or what''s my Mother, or my Nurse to me?
A56969	Or when shall I find him?
A56969	Or why suspended by the common lot, And being born to dy, why dy I not?
A56969	Or 〈 ◊ 〉 shall I have accesse to light inaccessible?
A56969	Peace, childish Cupid, peace: thy singer''d eye But crios for what, in time, will make thee cry: But are thy peevish wranglings thus appeas''d?
A56969	Peace, my joy: Will nothing do?
A56969	Pish; death''s a fable: Did not heav''n inspire, Your equall Elements with living Fire, Blown from the spring of life?
A56969	Poore Soul, what ail''st thou?
A56969	Q ● … ck- seeing Faith now blind?
A56969	Rebellious fool, what has thy folly done: Controul''d thy God, and crucisi''d his Sonne?
A56969	Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me to dust again?
A56969	SEest thou this fulsome Ideot?
A56969	Say then, proud inch of living ● … arth, what can Thy greatnesse claim the more in being man?
A56969	Say, what''s the cause Of his commitment?
A56969	See him in want; enjoy him in con ● … nt: Conceiv''st him lodg''d in Crosse, or lost in pain?
A56969	Shall Eve transgresse?
A56969	Shall I ask, who made me?
A56969	Shall earths black Monarch take A full possession of thy wasted land?
A56969	Shall marble- hearted cruelty ass ● … il These Alabaster sides with knotted whips?
A56969	Shall our perpetuall toil Ne''r find a Sabbath, to refresh awhile Our drooping souls?
A56969	Shall we still creep like Snails, That gild their wayes with their own native slimes?
A56969	Sing, Hymen, to my soul: What?
A56969	Still batchelour of Sense?
A56969	Stripes after stripes?
A56969	Tell me where be those now that so lately loved and hugg''d the world?
A56969	Tell me, my wishing soul, didst ever trie How fast the wings of red- crost faith can slie?
A56969	Tell me; what secret virtue doth invite Thy wrinkled eye to such unknown delight?
A56969	Tell, tell me then, what danger can accrue From such blest Food, to such half- gods as you?
A56969	The gain''s not great I purchase by this stay; What losse sustain''st thou by so small delay, To whom ten thousand years are but a day?
A56969	The height of whose inchaunting pleasure Is but a flash?
A56969	The hidden engines?
A56969	The lawlesse Purliews?
A56969	The new- drawn net?
A56969	The one''s a Line, the tother is a Lure; This, to entice thy soul; that, to enforce: Way- laid by both, how canst thou stand secu ● … e?
A56969	Then thought?
A56969	Then wind?
A56969	Think''st thou, the Crown of Glory''s had With idle ease, fond Cyprian lad?
A56969	Thou art my Sun, great God: O when shall I View the full beams of thy Meridian eye?
A56969	Thou dwellest it light inaccessible; and where is that inaccessible light?
A56969	Thy tears are trifles; thou must do: Alas, I can not; then endeavour: I will; but will a tug or two Suffice the turn?
A56969	To what are we impelled?
A56969	To what den?
A56969	To what mountain?
A56969	To what place can I safely flie?
A56969	To what strong house?
A56969	To whom shall I apply 〈 ◊ 〉?
A56969	Triumph not Cupid, his mischance doth show Thy trade; doth once, what thou dost alwayes do: Brag not too soon: has thy prevailing hand Foil''d him?
A56969	Turn back, my dear; O let my ravisht eye Once more behold thy face before thou fly; What, shall we part without a mutuall kisse?
A56969	WHat is my soul the better to be tin''d With holy fire?
A56969	WHat means my sisters eye so oft to passe Through the long entry of that Optick glasse?
A56969	WHat means this pe ● … vish brat?
A56969	WHere is that Good, which wisemen please to call The Chiefest?
A56969	WHy dost thou shade thy lovely face?
A56969	WIll''t ne''r be morning?
A56969	Was there not bloud enough, when one small drop Had pow''r to ransome thousand worlds, and stop The mouth of Justice?
A56969	Were they but painted colours, it might stand With painted reason, that they might devote thee; But things that have no being to besot thee?
A56969	What Paul- like pow''r had your admir''d devotion?
A56969	What ails my bird?
A56969	What art thou more in being man?
A56969	What ayls the fool to laugh?
A56969	What castle shall I hold?
A56969	What dextrous Art had your Elegiak songs?
A56969	What do we here?
A56969	What doth that Glasse present before thine eye?
A56969	What gen''rous mind Would be so base to bind Her Heav''n- bred soul a slave to serve a blast of wind?
A56969	What hath the prisner done?
A56969	What heart can long be pleas''d, where pleasure spends so fast?
A56969	What hopes have I to passe without a Guide?
A56969	What humane madnesse makes the world affraid To entertein Heav''ns joy, because convey''d By th''hand of death?
A56969	What if some solid rock should entertain My frighted soul?
A56969	What lost thy love?
A56969	What makes thee fool, so fat?
A56969	What may this Excellence be?
A56969	What mean these bargains, and these needlesse sales?
A56969	What meanst thou thus, my poore deluded soul, To love so fondly?
A56969	What more could Edom, or proud Ashur do?
A56969	What more do we?
A56969	What need To send more darts?
A56969	What need that house be dawb''d with slesh and bloud?
A56969	What need these jealous, these suspitious wayes Of law- divis''d, and law- dissolv''d entails?
A56969	What needs a stratageme where strength can sway?
A56969	What none dismist thy Cou ● … t?
A56969	What palat would refuse full bowls of spight, To gain a minutes tast of such delight?
A56969	What place is left unransack''d?
A56969	What say''st thou, sinner?
A56969	What seest thou there?
A56969	What sense- delighting objects dost thou spie?
A56969	What shackle- breaking faith infus''d such motion To your strong prayers, that could obtain the boon To be inlarg''d, to be uncag''d so soon?
A56969	What shall I do?
A56969	What shall I do?
A56969	What shall I say?
A56969	What sinfull 〈 ◊ 〉 Implores the Son of David?
A56969	What then this bubble?
A56969	What trusty Lantern will direct my feet To scape the danger of these dang''rous places?
A56969	What vantage is it to be born a man?
A56969	What walls shall hold me?
A56969	What will ye do in the day of your visitation?
A56969	What''s here to be enjoyed, But grief and sicknesse, and large bills of sorrow, Drawn now, and crost to morrow?
A56969	What''s lighter then the mind?
A56969	What''s treasure But very smoke?
A56969	What, Cupid, are thy shafes already made?
A56969	What, Soul, no further yet?
A56969	What, if my feet should take their hasty flight, And seek protection in the shades of night?
A56969	What?
A56969	What?
A56969	What?
A56969	What?
A56969	What?
A56969	What?
A56969	When shall I come and appear before God?
A56969	When wilt thou lead me from this dark dungeon, that I may consesse thy name?
A56969	Where be those killing eyes, that so controul''d The world?
A56969	Where canst thou safely stay?
A56969	Where is their laughter?
A56969	Where is their mir ● … h?
A56969	Where shall I seek him?
A56969	Where shall I seek this Good?
A56969	Where shall I sojourn?
A56969	Where shouldst thou seek for rest, but in thy bed?
A56969	Where their insolence?
A56969	Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
A56969	Which weigh''d in equall scales is found so light, So poorly over- balanc''d with a bubble?
A56969	Whish, lullaby, What a ● … ls my babe?
A56969	Whither flie I?
A56969	Whither shall I go?
A56969	Who art thou?
A56969	Who breathes that boules not?
A56969	Who can indure the 〈 ◊ 〉 rayes of the Sunne of Justice?
A56969	Who hath stored the air with sowl, the waters with fish, the earth with plants and flowers?
A56969	Who shall deliver me from the reproch 〈 ◊ 〉 this shamefull bondage?
A56969	Who shall not be consumed by his beams?
A56969	Who will tell my beloved that I am sick of love?
A56969	Who would not bear The worlds derision with a thankfull eare?
A56969	Whom have I in Heaven but thee?
A56969	Whom shall I ask?
A56969	Why apples, O my soul?
A56969	Why begg''st thou then the pineons of a Dove?
A56969	Why do I seek thee, if thou art not here?
A56969	Why dost thou give me so unp ● … iz''d a treasure, And then deny''st my greedy soul the pleasure To view thy gift?
A56969	Why dost thou hide thy face?
A56969	Why eat''st thou not what Heav''n ordain''d for food?
A56969	Why hurries on her ill- match''d payre so fast?
A56969	Why swell''st thou, man, pust up with fame and purse?
A56969	Why was I born a man?
A56969	Why was it made, if not to be enjoy''d?
A56969	Will earths perpetuall progresse ne''r expire?
A56969	Will not the thet''rick of my torments move?
A56969	Will nothing still it?
A56969	Will that promis''d light Ne''r break, and clear these clouds of night?
A56969	Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not?
A56969	Without that Light what light remains in me?
A56969	Wouldest thou that thy flesh obey thy spirit?
A56969	Ye suck the self- same milk, the self- same aire: No mean betwixt all paunch, and skin and bone?
A56969	and blows succeding blows?
A56969	and ev''ry day, Fill''d with his blessing too?
A56969	and has Faith none?
A56969	and he so bold?
A56969	and her entangled prey?
A56969	and must these brows resigne Their Crown of Glory for a crown of thorn?
A56969	and the game they follow?
A56969	and the snares that lie So undiscover''d, so obscure to th''eye?
A56969	and what desire I on earth in respect of thee?
A56969	and what is lest?
A56969	and where will ye leave your glory?
A56969	another year, and then for ever: Too quick resolves do resolution wrong; What part so soon, to be divorc''d so long?
A56969	are all retein''d Beneath thy servile bands?
A56969	both lash and labour too?
A56969	but bo ● … n, and then rebell?
A56969	but wherefore do I call thee so?
A56969	can mine eye Run fast enought''obtain this prize?
A56969	can ought behid from thee?
A56969	canst relish wholesome food?
A56969	canst thou but admire The empty fulnesse of his vain desire?
A56969	canst thou see and suffer?
A56969	did injurious Nature bind My soul earths prentice, with no clause to leave her?
A56969	did not this brow Then sweat in thine?
A56969	didst ever heare the sounds, The musick, and the lip- divided breaths Of the strong- winded horn, recheats, and deaths Done more exact?
A56969	does not the Ideot shake it In his left hand?
A56969	doth Times glasse stand?
A56969	doth it subsist A reall Essence, clouded in the midst Of cu ● … ious Art, or clear to ev''ry eye that list?
A56969	doth thy Prospective please Th''abused fancy with no shapes but these?
A56969	dy before my sinnes are dead?
A56969	fond man, step forth and take it: Or would''st thou wealth?
A56969	found him out?
A56969	from how great a good, to how great an evil?
A56969	has the voyce of danger lost the art To raise the spirit of neglected care?
A56969	hast thou ought to plead, That sentence should not passe?
A56969	hear thee?
A56969	how 〈 ◊ 〉 thou hurried to and fro?
A56969	is thy hand Still bound to th''peace?
A56969	lost and found?
A56969	must I ever grind?
A56969	must these dainty li ● … tle sprigs that twine So fast about my neck, be pie ● … c''d and torn With ragged nails?
A56969	my life is but a pain at b ● … st: I am but dying dust: my dayes, a span; What pleasure tak''st thou in the bloud of man?
A56969	my pains no ease?
A56969	n ● … s and quiver too?
A56969	nay worse, be slain?
A56969	nay, what sense Is not partaker of thine Excellence?
A56969	never Meet more?
A56969	never once 〈 ◊ 〉?
A56969	no intermission?
A56969	none but these?
A56969	nor musick for these climes?
A56969	nor pleas''d with sun, nor shade?
A56969	or balanc''d with the bloud of man?
A56969	or hath that great Pairroyall Of Adamantine sisters late made triall Of some new trade?
A56969	or in it, That longer then a minit Can lend a free delight that can endure?
A56969	or the strength t''unlock The gates of Heav''n, and to dissolve a rock Of marble clouds into a morning show''r?
A56969	or what affrights thee?
A56969	or will povertie send back Full bags of gold, because the bringer''s black?
A56969	repair''d with food?
A56969	said I these times Were not for songs?
A56969	see how the fool presents thee With a full basket; if such wealth contents thee: Wouldst thou take pleasure?
A56969	seems not an em''lous strife Betwixt the rare cut picture and the life?
A56969	shall I never find A night of rest?
A56969	shall his hollow arms Hugg thy soft sides?
A56969	shall mortall hearts grow old In sorrow?
A56969	shall my indentures never Be cancell''d?
A56969	shall these course hands untie The sacred Zone of thy virginitie?
A56969	sill''d with Zeuxian Art?
A56969	snail my weary arms infold And underprop my panting sides for ever?
A56969	so apt to heare The frantick language of my foolish fear?
A56969	sweet- fac''d Cupid, has thy bastard- treasure, Thy boasted honours, and thy bold- fac''d pleasure Perplext thee now?
A56969	th''infernall Nimrods hollow?
A56969	their arrogance?
A56969	these the signes of love?
A56969	thou must persever: I''ll strive till death; and shall my feeble strife Be crown''d?
A56969	to whom shall my sad ashes fly But Life?
A56969	to whom will ye ● … lie for help?
A56969	was not my sinne There punish''d in thy soul?
A56969	we loyter: cloggd with mire?
A56969	were not those drops enow?
A56969	what ails my babe to cry?
A56969	what ails my babe to cry?
A56969	what art thou more in being man?
A56969	what bold tongue can say Without a blush, he hath not boul''d to day?
A56969	what boots it to be coyn''d With Heav''ns own stamp?
A56969	what comfort''s here?
A56969	what ha ● … e I done?
A56969	what kind sea will hide My head from Thunder?
A56969	what moves my froward boy To make such whimp''ring faces?
A56969	what need there all These slie devices to betray poore men?
A56969	what need these engines then?
A56969	what nev''r commence Master in Faith?
A56969	what path untrod Shall I seek out to scape the flaming rod Of my ostended, of my angry God?
A56969	what satisfaction can Poore dust and ashes make?
A56969	what soul would not be proud Of wry- mouth''d scorns, the worst that flesh and bloud Had rancour to devise?
A56969	what unwonted way Has scap''d the ransack of my rambling thought?
A56969	what vantage can there be To souls of Heav''n- descended pedegree, More then to beasts that grovel?
A56969	what was there in my birth That could deserve the easiest smile of mirth?
A56969	what?
A56969	when shall I be satisfied with thy beautie?
A56969	when will day Begin to dawn, whose new- born ray May gild the wether- cocks of our devotion, And give our unsoul''d souls new motion?
A56969	whence are we thrown?
A56969	where can Ambition sind a higher style then man?
A56969	where is he not, that''s every where?
A56969	where safely go?
A56969	where shall I abide, Untill his flames be quench''d or laid aside?
A56969	where shall I find This Cath''lick pleasure, whose extremes may bind My thoughts, and fill the gulf of my insatiate mind?
A56969	where shall I meet Some lucky hand to lead my trembling paces?
A56969	where will her restlesse wheels arive?
A56969	wherein can earth delight thee?
A56969	whither am I come?
A56969	whither did I go?
A56969	whither should I go?
A56969	who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
A56969	who shall deliver me 〈 ◊ 〉 the reproch of this shamefull bondage?
A56969	who would not wish to be Dissolv''d from earth, and with Astraea flee From this blind dungeon to that Sunne- bright Thro ● …?
A56969	why draw''st thou back thy tim''rous arm?
A56969	why hast thou set me as a mark against thee?
A56969	why is my sorrow- wasted breath Den ● …''d the easie priviledge of death?
A56969	why tax I thus our modern times, For new- born follies, and for new- born crimes?
A56969	will her ● … ambling sits be never past?
A56969	will it neither be Pleas''d with the nurses breast nor mothers knee?
A56969	will nakednesse refuse Rich change of robes, because the man''s not spruse That brought them?
A56969	will neither bed nor board Receive him?
A56969	will no Ark of rest Receive my restlesse Dove?
A56969	will no plump fee Bribe thy false fists to make a glad decree, ● … unfool whom thou hast fool''d, and set thy pris''ners free?
A56969	will thy good ● … esse please T''allow no other favours?
A56969	will thy shackles neither loose nor break?
A56969	will''t never strike?
A10252	( A third replyes)"What is thy Country?
A10252	( O Lord) Before I fled?
A10252	( Satan) whence com''st thou?
A10252	( and yet not included) Could Ionah finde a resting any where So void, or secret, that God was not there?
A10252	( 〈 ◊ 〉 he could lend an answer unto either)"A fourth d ● ● ands; Where hath thy breeding beene?
A10252	1625 Or hast thou fed so neere that there is none Now left but delicates to feed upon?
A10252	5. WHo e''re beheld the royall Crowne, set on The nuptiall browes of Princely Salomon?
A10252	8 FAire Bride, why was thy troubled soule dejected When I was absent?
A10252	9. WHo ever lov''d, that ever lov''d as I, That for his sake renounce my selfe, deny The worlds best joyes, and have the world forgone?
A10252	A marble tablet?
A10252	A ● d gave thy spirit the spirit of apprehending?
A10252	AM I a Garden?
A10252	ANd are the Lawes of God defective then?
A10252	ANd dost thou not admier?
A10252	AR ● thou my Palme?
A10252	Absented from thy favour, what remaines, But sense, and sad remembrance of my paines?
A10252	Ah righteous Iob, what crosse was left unknowne?
A10252	Ah what continuall ward?
A10252	Ah, what prosp''rous winde Will lend a gale, whose bounty ne''re shall cease, Till we be landed on the I le of peace?
A10252	Am I a God, and shall I not command?
A10252	And a Davids skill?
A10252	And are thou silent too?
A10252	And beasts, and cottell endlesse, without counting?
A10252	And did thy fainting browes sweat blood and water?
A10252	And gave so strict a charge?
A10252	And hast thou( without envy) yet beheld, How that the World his second can not yeeld?
A10252	And is he turn''d a Mill- horse now?
A10252	And is she come to this?
A10252	And it seemes to me, The Parent''s most delinquent of the three: What; if the better minded Son doe aime At worth?
A10252	And make his Brothell in our Royall Place?
A10252	And may none Revenge his private wrongs, but he alone?
A10252	And must our easie triall ▪ At first, reade Hierogly ● hickes of deniall?
A10252	And of what allies?"
A10252	And seekst thou for a new?
A10252	And shall Th''indulgent nurse bee counted wisely kinde, If she be mov''d to please his childish minde?
A10252	And shall not I spare such a goodly Citie?
A10252	And shall the tender Babes of Sion cry, And pine for food, and yet their mothers by?
A10252	And shall we repine, Great God, to foster any Babe of thine?
A10252	And was all this for me?
A10252	And was this He, that with the helpe of none, Destroy''d a thousand with a silly Bone?
A10252	And was''t a man of God, that brought the word?
A10252	And what are Men but WORMES?
A10252	And what is Life?
A10252	And when thou knowst it, let thy servants know: What?
A10252	And where stand Their lof ● y buildings?
A10252	And who can tell, if heaven will change the lot, That we, and ours may live, and perish not?
A10252	And yet it bloomes, and fades within an houre; What greater pleasure then a rising Sun?
A10252	Angels( if God in quier) strictly must Not pleade Perfection: then can man be just?
A10252	Are heavens lawes So strict?
A10252	Are not the Heavens, and all beneath them mine?
A10252	Are these the buildings?
A10252	Are these the trickes to purchase heavenly grace?
A10252	Are they clos''d with Ignorance?
A10252	Are they to be seene?
A10252	Are you his Counsell?
A10252	Art thou a Prophet, and dost thou amisse?"
A10252	Art thou a man, and d ● r''st my Lawes withstand?
A10252	Art thou advanc''d to thy supreme desier?
A10252	Art thou attain''d at length to full perfection Of ripened yeares?
A10252	Art thou de ● repit?
A10252	Art thou faire and young?
A10252	Art thou growne so poore, To leave thy famisht Infants at our doore, And not allow them food?
A10252	Art thou oppos''d to thine unequall Foe?
A10252	Art thou that Wonder, which the Persian State Stands gazing at so much, and poynting at?
A10252	Art thou that man of might, That Impe of Glory?
A10252	Art thou that mighty He?
A10252	Art thou the onely wise?
A10252	B ● t say; In all thy hard Adventures, hath Thine eye observed Iob my Servants faith?
A10252	BOth Goods, and body too; Lord, who can stand?
A10252	BVt stay a while; this thing would first be known: Can Ionah give himselfe, and not his owne?
A10252	BVt stay: this was a strange and uncouth word: Did Ionah flye the presence of the Lord?
A10252	BVt stay:( sad Genius) How doe griefes transport Thy exil''d senses?
A10252	BVt stay; Is God like one of us?
A10252	Became her suitor, that was humbly his, And fairely thus intreating, this bespake: What is''t Queene Ester would?
A10252	Breathes hee without a crosse?
A10252	But Iob reply''d, how long,( as with sharp swords) Will ye torment me, with your pointed words?
A10252	But a golden dreame, Which( waking) makes our wāts the more extreme?
A10252	But still delaies His plagues denounc''t,& Iudgement stil forbeares, And stead of forty dayes gives many yeares?
A10252	But thou, Iob,( like a madman) would''st thou force God, to desist his order, and set course Of Iustice?
A10252	CAn furious Dragons heare their helplesse broode Cry out, and fill their hungry lips with food?
A10252	CAn mercy come from bloody C ● in?
A10252	Can Ester then be slaine, and not the King?
A10252	Can God and Belial both joyne in one will; The one to aske, the other to fulfill?
A10252	Can He be dead, and is not my life done?
A10252	Can Heav''n be false?
A10252	Can Heaven be false?
A10252	Can Man deserve?
A10252	Can Thy bearded hooke impierce his Gils, or make him Thy landed Prisner?
A10252	Can anger helpe thee?
A10252	Can ashes, clense thy blot?
A10252	Can fasting expiate, or slake those fires That sinne hath blowne to such a mighty flame?
A10252	Can he When he hath said it, alter his Decree?
A10252	Can he be said to feare the Lord, that flyes him?
A10252	Can he be thus Pleas''d with our offerings, unappeas''d with us?
A10252	Can he be young, that''s feeble, weake, and wan?
A10252	Can he from any place Be barr''d?
A10252	Can he repent, and turne, when e''re he please?
A10252	Can he that is the God of Truth, dispence With what he vow''d?
A10252	Can heavens just Creator Let passe( unpunisht) Sinnes of so high nature?
A10252	Can his minde Revolt at all?
A10252	Can man adde To his perfection, what he never had?
A10252	Can palates finde a relish in distast?
A10252	Can sackcloth cloth a fault?
A10252	Can such things Obtain lesse priviledge, thā a Tale, that brings The audience wonder, enter mixt with pleasure?
A10252	Can there in all the earth, say, can there be A man so Perfect, and so Iust, as He?
A10252	Can thy angles take him?
A10252	Can thy hard hand Force him to labour on thy fruitfull land?
A10252	Can thy lustice be So slow to them, and yet so sharpe to me?
A10252	Can thy miswandring eyes choose none, but her, That is the child of an Idolater?
A10252	Can word confesse him, when as deed denies him?
A10252	Can ● t thou, by deepe inquiry, understand The hidden Iustice of th''Almighties hand?
A10252	Can''st recall The words we entertain''d the time withall?
A10252	Can''st thou unriddle heavens Philosophy?
A10252	Canst thou Quaile his proud courage?
A10252	Canst thou restraine faire Maja''s course, or stint her ▪ Or sad Orion ushering in the Winter?
A10252	Canst thou subject unto thy soveraigntie The untam''d Vnicorne?
A10252	Canst thou supply The empty Ravens, and let thy children die?
A10252	Com''st thou to downy yeares?
A10252	Could he sleepe then, When( with the sudden sight of Death) the men( So many men) with yelling shrikes, and cryes, Made very heaven report?
A10252	Could her small And ill- appointed handfull then prevaile, When Pharo''s men of warre, and Charr''ots faile?
A10252	Could not Azza smother Thy flaming Lust; but must thou finde another?
A10252	Could thy flattring crimes Secure thee from the dangers of the times?
A10252	Could words affright thee?
A10252	Couldst thou thinke My love could shake, or such a vow could shrinke?
A10252	Craved I Your Goods, to ransome my Captivity?
A10252	DEath, art thou growne so nice?
A10252	DId not these sacred Cawsies, that are leading To Sion, late seeme pav''d, with often treading?
A10252	DOst thou not tremble?
A10252	DOth vaine repining( Eliphaz replies) Or words, like wind, beseeme the man that''s wise?
A10252	Did Ionah fleepe, That should be watchfull, and the Tower keepe?
A10252	Did Ionah sleepe so sound?
A10252	Did Ionah( the selected mouth of God) In stead of roaring judgements, does he nod?
A10252	Did ever any taste thy streames, and thurst?
A10252	Did heaven adde To all his fortunes double what he had?
A10252	Did hee, that now on his brave Palace stood, Boasting his Babels beauty, chew the cud An hower after?
A10252	Did not those sweet- lipt Oracles beguile Thy wanton eares, with newes of Wine, and Oile?
A10252	Did thy cheekes entertaine a Traylors lips?
A10252	Did''st thou divide the darknesse from the Light?
A10252	Did''st thou inrich the Peacock with his Plume?
A10252	Didst ere enquire into the Seas Abysse, Or mark''d the Earth of what a bulk she is?
A10252	Didst thou endow The noble Stallion with his strength?
A10252	Digests the Stomack, e''re the Pallat tastes?
A10252	Doe Mysteries Vnfold to thee?
A10252	Doe thy grizly haires Begin to cast account of many cares Vpon thy head?
A10252	Does our Mill- horse sweat?
A10252	Does perpetuall mirth 〈 ◊ 〉 him a little Heaven upon his earth?
A10252	Does well deserved store Limit his wish, that he can wish no more?
A10252	Dost thou command the Cisternes of the Skie To quench the thirsty soyle; or is it I?
A10252	Dost thou desire A space of time to search, or to enquire My sinne?
A10252	Doth it become my servants heart to swell?
A10252	Doth not he possesse All that he hath, or can demand from Thee?
A10252	Doth sad Despaire deny these griefes an end?
A10252	Each one shall reape the harvest he hath sowne, His meed shall measure what his hands hath done ▪ Who is''t can claim the Worlds great Soveraignty?
A10252	Eagles are not so swift as they: Where shall we flee?
A10252	Even so( great God) thou sendst thy blessings in, And we returne thee, Dunghils of our Sinne: How are thy Angels hacknei''d up and downe To visit man?
A10252	FIghts God for cursed Amalek?
A10252	FOrthwith to satisfie the Queenes request, The King and Haman came unto her Feast, Whereat the King( what then can hap amisse?)
A10252	Feare not to goe; Were not the grounds of Sampsons Combate so?
A10252	Fears he the strength of Man?
A10252	Feed''st thou the empty Ravens that cry for mea ● e ● Sett''st thou the season, when the fearfull Hind Brings forth her painfull birth?
A10252	Filling all wo ● dring eyes with Admiration, And every loyall heart with Adoration?
A10252	Fond Saint, thine Innocence findes timely speed, A foolish Saint receives a Saintly meed; Is this the just mans recompence?
A10252	For what great sinne dost thou afflict me so?
A10252	For whom giv''st thou so strict a charge?
A10252	Friends; beg I succour from you?
A10252	From Hamans mouth, shall Haman honour''d be?
A10252	From mortal eyes, when gloomy darkness shrouds The lamps of heaven?
A10252	GOd is the God of peace: And if my brother Strike me on one cheeke, must I turn the other?
A10252	Gaines he by mans uprightnesse?
A10252	God se ● s the Princely Crowne On heads of Kings, Who then may take it downe?
A10252	Great God; O, can thy patient eye behold This height of sinne, and can thy vengeance hold?
A10252	Great Royall Dreamer, where is now that thing Thou so much vaunted''st of?
A10252	HOw are my sacred Nazarites( that were The blazing Planets of my glorious Sphaere) Obscur''d and darkned in Afflictions cloud?
A10252	HOw great''s the love of God unto his creature?
A10252	HOw is our story chang''d?
A10252	Had they but taken thence That cursed bone, what colour of defence Had Samson found?
A10252	Hadst thou beene ravisht of thine onely Sheepe, That in thy tender bosome us''d to sleepe?
A10252	Hadst thou( O dust and ashes) such a care, Such in- bred pitty,''a trifling plant to spare?
A10252	Has wanton Cupid snatcht it?
A10252	Hast thou assign''d The Mountaine- Goate her Time?
A10252	Hast thou beheld the huge Leviathan, That swarthy Tyrant of the Ocean?
A10252	Hast thou not found, that he''s of upright will, Iust, fearing God, ● schewing what is ill?
A10252	Hast thou not heap''d his Garners with excesse?
A10252	Hast thou not promis''d that my strengthned hand Shall scourge thy Foe- men, and sccure thy Land From slavish bondage?
A10252	Hath God decreed No other Curse upon that cursed seed?
A10252	Hath Heaven dispoil''d what his full hand had givē thee?
A10252	Hath Nature taught fierce Tygers to apply The brest unto their younglings empty cry?
A10252	Hath he not promis''d that the time shall come, Wherein the fruits of my restored wombe Shall make thee father to a hopefull Sonne?
A10252	Hath heav''n withdrawn the talent he hath giv''n thee Hath envious Death of all thy Sons bereaven thee?
A10252	Hath his Dart Sent courtly tokens to thy simple heart?
A10252	Hath his faire desart ● ● tain''d the freedome of his Princes heart?
A10252	Hath not the crime Paid a sufficient Intrest for the time?
A10252	Hath not thy love surrounded him about, ● And ● edg''d him in, to fence my practice out?
A10252	Hath open force, or secret fraud beset His Bulwarkes, so impregnable, as yet?
A10252	Hath sinne given ore To cry for plagues?
A10252	Hath thy deserved worth restor''d againe The blemisht honour of thy Princely straine?
A10252	Have not Babes beene crown''d, And mighty Monarchs beaten to the ground?
A10252	Have savage beasts time, place, and natures helps, To feed and foster up their idle whelpes?
A10252	Have soule Diseases foil''d thee on the floore?
A10252	Have we not kept our vowes?
A10252	Have we, at any time, upon your triall, Shrunke from our plighted faith, or prov''d disloyall?
A10252	Have wee just cause to joy?
A10252	He must dye: 〈 ◊ 〉 he in Honour?
A10252	He opes the womb: why then should''st thou repine?
A10252	He that repleats The mighty Vniverse, whose lofty seat''s Th''imperiall Heaven, whose footstoole is the face Of massie Earth?
A10252	Heavens large dimensions can not cōprehend him; What e''re hee doe, what''s he can reprehend him?
A10252	Heavens powers are compacted To worke my''eternall ruine; To what friend Shal I make mone, when heaven conspires my end?
A10252	Hence spring thy sorrowes( Iob)''T is Iustice, then Thou shouldst- bee plagu''d, that thus plagu''d other men; Is heaven just?
A10252	Her Buildings raz''d, Her Towers burnt?
A10252	Her Glory thus defac''d?
A10252	His Coffers fill''d, his Land stock''d plenteou ● ● y?
A10252	His bloodlesse cheekes, and deadnesse of his eyes?
A10252	His drooping head?
A10252	His glorious pompe, whose honour did display The noysed triumphs of his Marriage day?
A10252	His pow''r is infinite, mans light is dimme; And knowledge darknesse not deriv''d from him?
A10252	His wish would not extend To death, lest his assaults, with death should end: Then what he did, what could he further doe?
A10252	How are the objects of his musing Worthlesse, and vaine, that perish in the using?
A10252	How can I Expect my suit, and have deser ●''d to dye?
A10252	How can I Thinke but thou hat''st me, when thy lips deny So poore a Suite?
A10252	How can I see such mischiefe?
A10252	How can my flowers, which thy Ewers nourish With showers of living waters, choose but flourish?
A10252	How comes this alteration then that He Thus limiting the''effect of his Decree Vpon the expiring date of forty daies, He then performes it not?
A10252	How darst thou then maligne the King of Kings, To whom great Princes are but poorest things?
A10252	How faining deafe is he?
A10252	How fortunate Hath favour crown''d his times?
A10252	How frownes the King, if Haman be not by?
A10252	How golden were those dayes?
A10252	How great respect, and howerly regard, Stands man in hand to have; when such a brood Of furious hel- hounds seeke to suck his blood?
A10252	How haps it then That wretched Mordecai, the worst of men, A captive slave, a superstitious Iew, Slights thee, and robs thee of thy righfull due?
A10252	How haps the wicked then, so sound in health, So ripe in yeeres, so prosperous in wealth?
A10252	How hast thou crackt thy credit, that we dare Trust thee for bread?
A10252	How have I trespast, that thou thus afflict''st mo?
A10252	How his sterne browes were bent?
A10252	How is thy glory plac''t above the heaven?
A10252	How is''t, we dare not venture To keepe thy Babes, unlesse thou please to enter In bond, for paiment?
A10252	How often hast thou mockt my slender suite With forged falshood?
A10252	How often have your biting tongues defam''d My simple Innocence, and yet unsham ● d?
A10252	How poore a mite art thou content withall, That ● an may ● cape his downe ● approching fall?
A10252	How poorely doe we crowne Their blessed labours?
A10252	How seeming great is he?
A10252	How seeming sweet''s the quiet sleepe of sin?
A10252	How small a thing''t had bin( If they had beene so provident) to winne The day with ease?
A10252	How truly little?
A10252	How vaine are then the comforts of your breath, That censure goodnesse, or by Life or Death?
A10252	How wilfull blinde?
A10252	How would thine ● asty spirit then bin stirr''d, If thou art angry, Ionah, for a Gourd?
A10252	How wretched was mans case, in those dark dayes When Law was only read?
A10252	I Lately mus''d; and musing stood amaz''d, My heart was bound, my sight was overdaz''d To view a miracle: could Pharo fall Before the face of Isr''el?
A10252	I Thurst; and who shall quench this eager Thurst?
A10252	I feare our lavish tongues have bin too bold: What speeches past betweene us?
A10252	I hold it as a wrong: How canst thou say thou lov''st me?
A10252	I stand amaz''d, and frighted at this word: Did Ionah flye the presence of the Lord?
A10252	I yeeld it for a truth,( sad Iob reply''d) Compar''d with God, can man be justifi''d?
A10252	IT was a sharpe revenge: But was it just?
A10252	If Creatures be so dreadfull, how is he More bold then wise, that dares encounter Me?
A10252	If ought, what harme at all?
A10252	If plants be cropt, because their fruits are small, Thinke you to thrive, that beare no fruit at all?
A10252	If they aske thee why?"
A10252	In briefe, Would tender eyes, endure to see( Summ''d up) the greatest sorrowes, that can be?
A10252	In exorable Samson: Can the teares From those faire ● yes, not move thy deafned eares?
A10252	In strength, another summes Felicity: What horse is not more happy farre than he?
A10252	Inricht his Pastures?
A10252	Ionah, dost thou well?
A10252	Is God like Man?
A10252	Is God the God of vengeance?
A10252	Is Heaven unjust?
A10252	Is Iustice fled from heaven; Or are the righteous Ballances uneven?
A10252	Is Man a thing befitti ● g thy ● espect?
A10252	Is he Bound to reveale his secret Will to thee?
A10252	Is he afflicted?
A10252	Is he revil''d and scorn''d?
A10252	Is he, that( yesterday) went forth, to bring His Fathers Asses home,( to day) crown''d King?
A10252	Is it not greater wisdome, to deny The sharp- edg''d knife, and to present his eye With a fine harmlesse Puppit?
A10252	Is not Queene Ester bosom''d in our heart?
A10252	Is not mans day prefixt, which, when expir''d, Sleepes ● e not quiet as a servant hir''d?
A10252	Is th''old growne stale?
A10252	Is there no resort To forkt Parnassus sacred Mount?
A10252	Is there none To please that over- curious eye of thine, But th''issue of a cursed Philistine?
A10252	Is this a ● it speech?
A10252	Is this that Citie, whose eternall Glory, Could find no period, for her endlesse storie?
A10252	Is this that Conquerour, whose Arme did thunder Vpon the men of Askalon, the power Of whose bent fist, slew thirty in an hower?
A10252	Is this that Mistris, and that Queene of Nations?
A10252	Is this that State?
A10252	Is this that blessed Infant, that began To grow in favour so with God and man?
A10252	Is this that daring Conquerour, whose hand Thrasht the proud Philistines in their wasted land?
A10252	Is this that holy Thing, against whose Birth Angels must quit their thrones, and visit Earth?
A10252	Is this the Nazarite?
A10252	Is this the man whose hands unhing''d those Gates, And bare them thence, with pillars, barrs& Grates?
A10252	Is this the man, whose courage did contest With a fierce Lyon, grapling brest to brest; And in a twinkling, tore him quite in sunder?
A10252	Is ● ot heavens deepest curse with death to boot, Denounc''d to him that takes from, or ads too''t?
A10252	It was a wise mans speech, Could never they Know to command, that knew not first t''obey: Where''s then that high command?
A10252	It was demanded once, What God did doe Before the World he framed?
A10252	Know ● st thou the cause of Snow or haile, which are My fierce Artill''ry in my time of warre?
A10252	Know''st thou Heavens course above, or dost thou know Those gentle influences here below?
A10252	Know''st thou th''unconstant nature of the weather?
A10252	Know''st thou the place whence Light or Darknesse spring ● Can thy deepe age unfold these secret things?
A10252	Know''st thou the progresse of the rambling clouds?
A10252	Like to a Lyon rouzed from his rest, Rag''d then the King, and thus his rage exprest ● Who is the man that dares attempt this thing?
A10252	Lists he to strike?
A10252	Liv''st thou the life of man?
A10252	Lives he in weale, and full Prosperity?
A10252	Lord, I have sinn''d( Great Helper of Mankind) I am but Dust and Ashes, I have sinn''d: Against the ●( as a marke) why hast thou fixt me?
A10252	Lord, if thou wilt,( for what is hard to thee?)
A10252	MY tongue?
A10252	Man undertakes, heaven breathes successe upon it; What good, what evill is done, but heavē hath done it?
A10252	Master, Is it I?
A10252	May a Nazarite, then, E ● brue and paddle in the bloods of men?
A10252	May my desiers hope to find successe, When to ● ffect them, I the Law transgresse?
A10252	May my ungarnisht quill presume so much, To glorifie it selfe, and give a touch Vpon the Iland of my Soveraigne Lord?
A10252	May not a Potter, that from out the ground, Hath fram''d a Vessell, search if it be sound?
A10252	May not our subjects serve, but must our Queene Be made the subject of a vis ● aines spleene?
A10252	May not that God, that gave thee thy creation, Turne thee to nothing, by his dispensation?
A10252	May these revēge their wrongs, by blood?
A10252	More than a man?
A10252	Mortall, thou art but Clay: Then shall not he, That fram''d thee for his service, season thee?
A10252	Must Angels leave their Thrones of glory thus, To watch our foot- steps, and attend on us?
A10252	Must The childrens teeth be set on edge, because Their fathers ate the grapes?
A10252	Must he end His weary dayes in darknesse?
A10252	Must his hyer, Be knotted cords, and torturing whips of wyer?
A10252	Must not the recompence Be full equivalent to the offence?
A10252	Must this Heroe spend His latter times in drudgery?
A10252	Must this great Conquerour be forc''d to grinde For bread and water?
A10252	Must vengeance yet have more?
A10252	My busie hand shal nourish Thy fruitfull roots,& make thy brāches flourish: 〈 ◊ 〉 thou my vine?
A10252	My strength( alas) Is it like Marble, or my flesh like Brasse?
A10252	Nay was not this my word, The very word, my jealous language vented, When this mis- hap might well have beene prevented?
A10252	Nay, let thy practice to the earth descend, Prove there, how farre thy power doth extend; From thy full hand will hungry Lions eate?
A10252	Need you helpe to fight His quarrels?
A10252	Nipt thy succeeding Blossomes?
A10252	No Muse implor''d?
A10252	No word, No thought of Helicon?
A10252	Noy, we''l give ore T ● 〈 ◊ 〉 thy Bridall fondnesse any more: Betray your lovely husbands secrets?
A10252	O Thou the fairest flowre of mortall birth, If such a beautie may be borne of earth, ● ● gell or Virgin, which?
A10252	O Thou, whose love I prize above my life, More worthy farre t''enjoy a fairer wife, Tell me, to what cool shade dost thou resort?
A10252	O can those drops, that trickle from those eyes Vpon thy naked bosome, not surprize Thy neighb''ring heart?
A10252	O can thy hear ● not melt as well as they?
A10252	O righteous Isr''el, where, O, where art thou?
A10252	O thou( the Spring of mercy) wilt thou send No ease to our Afflictions, no end?
A10252	O, sudden change; Is this that holy Nazarite, for whom Heaven shew''d a Miracle on the barren wombe?
A10252	O, then I kn ● w, it was no man: No, no; It was the face of God: Our eyes Have seene his face:( who ever saw''t, but dies?)
A10252	O, whither shall poore mortalls flie For comfort?
A10252	O; canst thou reade Her double storie, and thy heart not bleed?
A10252	Occasion brings New Iealousies betwixt the hearts of Kings: Wills he a famine?
A10252	Oh, wherefore hast thou rent Thy Mercy from us?
A10252	On what foundation shall his hopes relie?
A10252	Or Ashur whip thee?
A10252	Or He, whose wrists, being bound together, did Break Cords like flax, and double Ropes like thrid?
A10252	Or Sinay blast thee with her sulph''rous smokes?"
A10252	Or Sun- burnt Autumne with he fruitfull wombe?
A10252	Or are my Lawes unjust?
A10252	Or art thou ought but Dust?
A10252	Or can he border Vpon confusion, that''s the God of order?
A10252	Or can his best Doe Iustice equall right, which he transgrest?
A10252	Or can the whites of Egges well please the tast?
A10252	Or can these things be done When we are dead?
A10252	Or could the Army goe No further?
A10252	Or did thy summer Prophets ere foresay These evills, or warn''d thee of a winters day?
A10252	Or did ● hat Steele- digesting Bird assume His downy Flags from thee?
A10252	Or didst thou feed by chance, and not observ''d What food it was, but tooke as Fortune carv''d?
A10252	Or doe thy hands make heaven a recompence, By strowing dust upon thy bryny face?
A10252	Or else to him, whom God hath wall''d about, That would, but can not finde a passage out?
A10252	Or expect you his applause, Thus( brib''d with selfe- conceit) to plead his cause?
A10252	Or had Boreas blowne His full- mouth''d blast, and cast thy houses downe, And sl ● ine thy sonnes amid their jollities?
A10252	Or hadst thou lost thy Vineyard full of trees?
A10252	Or hath Heaven no requitall for thy painfull Faith, 〈 ◊ 〉 then this?
A10252	Or hath His angry Brow a smile?
A10252	Or hath thy ravenous stomach beene o''represt With common diet at thy last great feast?
A10252	Or have the rurall woods engrost thee there, And thus fore- stall''d our empty markets here?
A10252	Or he be strong, that ayery Breath can cast ▪ Can he be wise, that knowes not how to live?
A10252	Or hee be rich, that nothing hath to give?
A10252	Or how could he withstood The necessary danger of his bloud?
A10252	Or if by for bushing, he take more paine To make it fairer, shall the Pot complaine?
A10252	Or is his Wisedome, or his Mercy greater?
A10252	Or is it I?
A10252	Or know''st thou whence Aurora takes her flight?
A10252	Or life to such as languish in distresse, 〈 ◊ 〉 long for death, which, if it come by leysure, They ransack for it, as a hidden treasure?
A10252	Or lowes the Oxe, when as hee wants no meat?
A10252	Or lyes she any where?
A10252	Or onely to advance 〈 ◊ 〉 yet unknowne Authority?
A10252	Or shall an Issue come From the chill closet of a barren wombe?
A10252	Or the Lions rent thee?"
A10252	Or those ruder tongues, That schoold the faithlesse Prophet for the wrongs He did to sacred Iustice?
A10252	Or was the Paper scant, or dull the Pen That wrote those sacred lines?
A10252	Or was this dish so tempting, that no power Was left in thee, to stay another hower?
A10252	Or was''t some false delusion, that possest The weaknesse of a lonely womans brest?
A10252	Or what request of thine, are found denyall?
A10252	Or whence so many Winds proceed ▪ and whither Wer''t thou made privy, or a stander ● by, When God stretcht forth his spangled Canopy?
A10252	Or where shall sorrow finde A place for harbour?
A10252	Or who Dare once reprove them, for the deeds thy doe?
A10252	Or who bedewes the earth with gentle showres, Filling her pregnant soyle with fruits and flowres, What father got the raine?
A10252	Or why should heaven love rechlesse Man so much?
A10252	Or why was not my Birth, and death together?
A10252	Or with a Hymne unhinge the strongest Iayle?
A10252	Or with slow speech best Orators convince?
A10252	Or with what engines can a man ensnare him?
A10252	Our eyes can not behold that glorious face, Which is all life, unruin''d in the place: How is our nature chang''d?
A10252	Rage then, and see who will approve thy rage, What Saint will give thy railing Patronage?
A10252	Rebuke you( then) my words to have it thought My speech is franticke, with my griefe distraught?
A10252	SAid Bildad then, When will yee bring to end The speeches whereabout ye so contend?
A10252	SAid Bildad then, With whom dost thou contest, But with thy Maker, that lives ever blest?
A10252	SAy, is not Satan justly stiled than, A Tempter, and an enemy to Man?
A10252	Said Eliph ● z; What then remaines?
A10252	Said, then, th''Eternall; From what quarter now Hath businesse brough thee?
A10252	Say then, who can be just before him?
A10252	Say( poreblinde mortall) Who art thou that can Thus cleare thy crimes, and dar''st( with vaine applause) Make me defendant in thy sinfull cause?
A10252	Say, Was earth not measur''d by this Arme of mine?
A10252	Say, say,( my lifes preserver) what''s the thing, That lyes in the performance of a King, Shall be deny''d?
A10252	Say, say,( thou bount ● ous harvest of my joyes)( Said then the King) what dumpish griefe annoyes Thy troubled soule?
A10252	Say; Dare thy lips defame an earthly Prince?
A10252	Search you the hearts of men( my Friends) or can You judge the Inward, by the Outward Man?
A10252	Seem''d he not asleepe?
A10252	Seest thou the fruitfull Wombe?
A10252	Seest thou with fleshly eyes?
A10252	Shal thy words stop our mouths, he that hath blamd And scoft at others, shall he die unsham''d?
A10252	Shall I destroy the mighty Ninevie, Whose people are like sands about the Sea?
A10252	Shall I subvert, and bring to desolation A City,( nay, more aptly term''d a Nation) Whose walls boast lesse their beauty than their might?
A10252	Shall Manoah''s loynes be fruitfull?
A10252	Shall Manoah''s wife give suck?
A10252	Shall a Sonne Blesse his last dayes?
A10252	Shall her cold wombe be now, in age, restor''d?
A10252	Shall my Decrees be licenced by thee?
A10252	Shall one man suffer for another?
A10252	So Haman thus be thought, Whom more than I Deserves the Sun- shine of my Princes eye?
A10252	So said, The Lord did interrupt his passion, And said, How now, is this a seemely fashion?
A10252	So that the guiltlesse blood came trickling after?
A10252	So wretched Ionah: But Iehovah thus; What boot''s it so to storme outragious: Becomes it thus my servants heart to swell: Can anger helpe thee, Ionah?
A10252	Speake Lady, speake at large, ● ho is''t?
A10252	Speake man, Whences awayes,"From what Confines ca ● ●''st thou?
A10252	Speake, Lady, what''s the thing Thy heart desires?
A10252	Strange is the charge: Shall I goe to a place Vnknowne and forraigne?
A10252	THe jaw bone of an Asse?
A10252	TVrne where I list, new cause of woe presents My poore distracted soule with new laments; Where shall I turne?
A10252	Takes God delight in humane weaknesse, then?
A10252	Tell me wherein Art thou more priviledg''d ▪ Or can thy sinne Plead more t''excuse it?
A10252	Tell us, What is thine Art( another sayes)"That thou professest?
A10252	Th ● se thirty dayes uncall''d for have I bin 〈 ◊ 〉 my Lord; How dare I now goe in?
A10252	That done, h''enjoyes the crowne of all his labour, Could he but once out- nose his right- hand- neighbour ● Lives he at quiet now?
A10252	That hand That once did curse, doth now the curse withstand: Is God unjust?
A10252	The Lot accuses thee, thy words condemne thee,"The ● ● ves( thy deaths men) strive to overwhelme thee:"What she we doe?
A10252	The Musicke made of Sighs, the Songs of Cries, The sad Spectators with their watry Eyes?
A10252	The Persian Lawes no time may contradict; And are the Lawes of God lesse firme and strict?
A10252	The Spirit gone, can Flesh and Blood indure?
A10252	The learned Counsell ple ● d the case; The Queene degr ● ded from her place?
A10252	The sable Stage, The lively Actors with their equipage?
A10252	The winters heate And summers damp, shall make his will compleate: Lists he to send the Sword?
A10252	Then answered Iob, All this, before I knew, They want no griefe, that finde such friends as you?
A10252	Then how dare Thy ravenous lips thus, thus at randome runne And countermaund what I the Lord have done?
A10252	These the tower and state, That all th''amazed Earth stood wondring at?
A10252	They''l come& pitch their Tents about our heads; See they a sinner penitent, and mourne For his bewail''d offences, and returne?
A10252	They''l fill our hearts with joy, and resolution: Or doe we languish in our sickly beds?
A10252	They''l guard our heads from danger,& protect us: Are we in prison, or in Persecution?
A10252	They''ll come and sing About our beds: Does any judgement bring Iust cause of griefe?
A10252	Things that have no sense, Shall vindicate his Quarrell, on th''Offence: Lists he to send a plague?
A10252	Thinke you to flourish ever?
A10252	Thus, thus that Spring of Mercy oftentimes Doth speak to man, that man may speak his crimes?
A10252	Thy Lamb- like countenance, so faire, so meeke?
A10252	Thy Saviours blood will thaw that frost agen: Thy pray''rs that should be servent, hot as fier, Proceed but coldly from a dull desier; What then?
A10252	Thy face hath smiles, as well as frownes, by turnes; Thy fier giveth light as well as burnes?
A10252	Thy lawlesse words implying, that it can Advantage none to live an upright man?
A10252	Till then thou must refraine to drinke, or eate, Wines, and strong drink, and Law- forbidden meate?
A10252	Times great Favorite?
A10252	To what advantage canst thou more expose Thy life than this?
A10252	To whom dost thou extend These these thy lavish lips, and to what end?
A10252	Turne but the key, and thou maist locke it in: Or wouldst thou have a Blessing fall upon thee?
A10252	Vnkinde Iudeans, what have you presented Before your eyes?
A10252	WAs this that wombe, the Angel did enlarge From barrennesse?
A10252	WHat curious face is this?
A10252	WHat if the frailty of my feebler part, Lockt up the Portalls of my drowsie heart?
A10252	WHere, where art thou, O sacred Lambe of peace, That promis''d to the heavie laden, ease?
A10252	WHo gives me then an Adamantine quill?
A10252	WOuld beauty faine be flatter''d with a grace She never had?
A10252	WOuldst thou, when death had done deserve a story Should staine the memory of great Pompeyes glory?
A10252	Wants he thy helpe?
A10252	Was he tormented in excesse of measure, And doe I live yet?
A10252	Was there no fitter place, for them to stay, But even just there?
A10252	Was there, O was there not a just suspect, My preaching would procure this effect?
A10252	Was thy deare body scourg''d, and torne with whips?
A10252	Were Ionah''s eyes Still clos''d, and he, not of his life bereaven?
A10252	Wert thou( Lord) hang''d upon the Cursed Tree?
A10252	What Rites?
A10252	What Traitor then dares be so bold, to part Our heart and us?
A10252	What are my Children?
A10252	What art thou more than she?
A10252	What base attempts can happen, unprevented?
A10252	What brave exploits, what well deserving glory; The subject of an everlasting story, Their hands atchiev''d?
A10252	What businesse brought you hether?
A10252	What can we more clame, Then they, that now are scorching in that flame, That hath nor moderation, rest, nor end?
A10252	What could he more?
A10252	What did our eyes behold?
A10252	What disastrous weather 〈 ◊ 〉 you this way?
A10252	What faith hadst thou, by leaving thine abode,"To thinke to flye the presence of thy God?"
A10252	What gaines the Hypocrite, although the whole Worlds wealth he purchase, with the prize on''s soule?
A10252	What glory reapes he from afflicted men?
A10252	What griefe may be describ''d, but was thine owne ▪ Is this a just mans case?
A10252	What hand of Man can hinder my designe?
A10252	What hath the Lazar left him, but his griefe, And( what might best been spar''d) his foolish wife?
A10252	What have I then to boast, What Title can I challenge more than this, A sinfull man?
A10252	What hold is there of earthly good?
A10252	What holy course of life shall be Be trained in?
A10252	What hoots our prayer, or us to fall before him?
A10252	What humour led thee to a place unknowne,"To seeke forraigne Land, and leave thine owne?"
A10252	What if consuming fier( falne from heaven) Had all thy servants of their lives bereaven, And burnt thy sheepe?
A10252	What if our torments passe the bounds of measure?
A10252	What if the Serpent stung old Adam dead: Young Adam lives, to breake that Serpents head?
A10252	What is in us poore Dust and Ashes, Lord, That thou should''st looke upon us, and afford Thy precious favours to us, and impart Thy gracious Counsels?
A10252	What is th''Almighty, that we should adore him?
A10252	What is the cause?
A10252	What know you, that we never knew?
A10252	What meanes this franticke Nazarite to take Gods office from his hand, and thus to make His wrongs amends?
A10252	What meant that fi''ry Pillar, that by night Appear''d to Isr''el, and gave Isr''el light?
A10252	What mends by mortall Man can then be given To the offended Majesty of Heaven?
A10252	What mister word is that?
A10252	What more than Devill, What envious Miscreant hath done this evill?
A10252	What name can raise And crowne his drooping thoughts, but Delila''s?
A10252	What need I wast this breath?
A10252	What needs there Life to him, that can not have A B ● ● ne, more gracious, then a quiet Grave?
A10252	What pleasure it in dainties, if the taste Be in it selfe distemper''d?
A10252	What power have I to mitigate my paine?
A10252	What prosp''rous fate Exalts his Pagan head?
A10252	What punishment?
A10252	What sad request Hangs on her lips, dwells in her doubtfull brest?
A10252	What secret Cloister could there then afford A screene''twixt faithlesse Ionah, and his Lord?
A10252	What secret fire inflam''d that fainting breath That blasted Pharo?
A10252	What shall his Office be?
A10252	What shall we do?
A10252	What then is man?
A10252	What then, if cruell Pashur heape on stroakes?"
A10252	What then?
A10252	What then?
A10252	What thing is Man, that Gods regard is such?
A10252	What was thy sinfull act, that causes this,"( Sayes one) wherein hast thou so done amisse?"
A10252	What way of bleeding shall we chuse T''observe?
A10252	What''s man?
A10252	What''s that to thee?
A10252	What, Ionah, shall a Gourd so move thy pity?
A10252	What, art thou angry( Ionah) for a Gourd?
A10252	What, art thou borne a Iew?
A10252	What, canst thou thunder with a voyce like Me?
A10252	What, if by strong oppression The Chaldees had usurp''d unjust possession Vpon thy Camels?
A10252	What, if rare vertues doe inflame His rapt affection?
A10252	What, if th''Arabians with their ruder traine, Had kild thine Oxen, and thy Cattell sl ● ine?
A10252	What, if the condition Of an admir''d, and dainty disposition Hath wen his soule?
A10252	What, is this he, who( strengthn''d by heav''ns hand) Was borne a Champion, to redeeme the Land?
A10252	What, shall his curse to Amalek be void?
A10252	What, therefore, if censorious tongues withstand The judgement of my sober Conscience?
A10252	What, was this a deed That with the Calling he profest, agreed?
A10252	What?
A10252	What?
A10252	When Dust and Ashes mortally offends, Can Dust and Ashes make eternall mends?
A10252	Where are thy maiden- smiles, thy blushing cheeke?
A10252	Where dost thou bide?
A10252	Where is that spotlesse Flower, that while- ere Within thy lilly bosome thou didst weare?
A10252	Where is the Traitor?
A10252	Where is this love become in later age?
A10252	Where is thy Lampe?
A10252	Where is thy Royall off- spring to succeed Thy Throne, and to preserve thy Princely seed Till this time?
A10252	Where lyes she then?
A10252	Where shall I goe, or which way shall I wind?
A10252	Where wert thou, when the Planets fi ● st did blaze, And in their sphears sang forth their Makers praise?
A10252	Whereat Iob thus: Doth heav''ns high judgement stand To be supported by thy weaker hand?
A10252	Wherein hath Wisdome beene more good to you Then us?
A10252	Wherein, have I beene faithlesse of disloyall?
A10252	Whereto( Ierusalem) to what shall I Compare this thy unequall''d misery?
A10252	Which when a wretched man''s once nuzzled in, How soundly sleepes he, without feare, or wit?
A10252	Who dares attempt this thing?
A10252	Who e''re thought heavē a joy cōpar''d to this?
A10252	Who ever lov''d so deare, As I have done?
A10252	Who first, layes downe his Gage, to meet me?
A10252	Who is''t can stop his eares 〈 ◊ 〉 these faire lips?
A10252	Who is''t that rends the gloomy Clouds in sunder, Whose sudden rapture strikes forth fire& thunder?
A10252	Who is''t that tames the raging of the Seas, And swathes them up in mists, when e''re he please?
A10252	Who knowes, if God will his intent persever?"
A10252	Who rais''d the Rafters of the Heavens, but He?
A10252	Who sees, who heares thē, unamaz''d with wonder?
A10252	Who takes the Plaintifes pleading?
A10252	Who warranted his breath To threaten ruine, and to thunder death?
A10252	Who was''t inspir''d thy soule with understanding?
A10252	Whom seekes the King to honour more than me?
A10252	Whose Infants are in number, so amounting?
A10252	Whose hand did ayde me?
A10252	Whose hearts are sorrowfull, and soules contrite?
A10252	Why bring you thus an Army to us?
A10252	Why did I sucke, to feele such griefes as these?
A10252	Why did the Midwife take me on her knees?
A10252	Why did the sword escape''s?
A10252	Why dost thou thus pursue me, like thy Foe?
A10252	Why hast thou not obey''d( but thus transgrest)"The voyce of God, whom thou acknowledgest?"
A10252	Why should not I wish Death?
A10252	Why should not times in all things be forbid, When to the just, their time of sorrow''s hid?
A10252	Why so was she: Were thy temptations strong?
A10252	Why so were hers: What canst thou plead, but she Had power to plead the same, as well as thee?
A10252	Why then hop''d man, without a reason Why?
A10252	Why was I borne?
A10252	Why were we borne To be devour''d and pin''d with famine?
A10252	Why, rather, didst thou not remoue my sin, And salve the sorrowes that I raved in?
A10252	Why?
A10252	Will any of you undertake to teach Your Maker, things so farre above your reach?
A10252	Will he be handled as a bird?
A10252	Will he make suit for favour from thy hands, Or be enthralled to thy fierce commands?
A10252	Will heaven heare the voice of his disease?
A10252	Will scorching Cancer at thy summons come?
A10252	Will you doe wrong, to doe Gods Iustice right?
A10252	Wilt thou make Comments on my Text,& must I be unrighteous, to conclude thee, just?
A10252	Wonder not at the Title( A FEAST FOR VVORMES:) for it is a Song of Mercy: What greater FEAST than Mercy?
A10252	Would any from a pr ● ● ner prove a Prince?
A10252	Would any strive with Samson for renowne, Whose brawny arme can strike most pillers downe ▪ Or try a fall with Angels, and prevaile?
A10252	Wouldst thou behold a Tragick Sceane of sorrow, Whose wofull Plot the Author did not borrow From sad invention?
A10252	Wouldst thou prevent a judgement, due to sinne?
A10252	YEt sleeps thy vengeance?
A10252	YOu noy some weeds, that lift your crests so high, When better plants, for want of moysture die?
A10252	Yes, doe: T will make you Gods, and know as much As he that made it: Thinke you, you can fall Into deaths hands?
A10252	Yet forty dayes, and Niniveh shall perish?
A10252	a great exchange of war ●, Wherein all sorts,& sexes cheapning art, The Flesh, the Devill sit, and cry, What lacke ye?
A10252	am I a King?
A10252	and blinde?
A10252	and doe this?
A10252	and for her sake, What is''t the King would not?
A10252	and force it to obey?
A10252	and now, at last Finde pleasure, when her prime of youth is past?
A10252	and why hast thou done this?"
A10252	and yet live in pleasure?
A10252	and( unspide) To shoot the flowers of your fruitlesse pride?
A10252	are the Daughters of thy brethren growne So poore in Worth, and Beauty?
A10252	are these those goodly Stations?
A10252	b''ing so poore a thing; what needst thou minde him?
A10252	but must needs expect a foe Iust where his weapon of destruction lay?
A10252	but quickned lumps of earth?
A10252	but stay, what need my lips be lavish In choice of words, when one alone wil ravish?
A10252	came this bone, by chance, To Samsons hand?
A10252	can nothing please Thy curious palate, but such Cates as these?
A10252	canst thou tell me?
A10252	could Sinners finde out ne''re a one, More fit than Thee, for them to spit upon?
A10252	could thy razing hand Finde ne''re a subject, but the Holy Land?
A10252	does thy troubled care Not tingle?
A10252	dost thou frowne?
A10252	dost thou well?
A10252	doth he torment him Lest that his untam''d power should prevent him?
A10252	for death''s prepar''d, And flames of wrath are blowne for such: Doth H ● No ● know my actions, that so well knowes mee?
A10252	from what chill wombe Did frosts, and hard- congealed Waters come?
A10252	have we delaid Our faithfull service, or denied to doe it, When you have pleas''d to call your servants to it?
A10252	his very port and guise?
A10252	how Eagle- eyd Are you, to see, what to the world beside Was da ● ke?
A10252	how can I Survive, to see my kin, and people dye?
A10252	how fraile and brittle?
A10252	how great''s the power of thine hand?
A10252	how great''s thy Name in all the Land: How mighty are the wonders of thy hand?
A10252	how more than men?
A10252	how poore a thing is wretched man?
A10252	how shall we, that are but bushes, stand: How fond, corrupt, how senselesse is mankinde?
A10252	know''st thou the reason why?
A10252	may these Have power to kill,& murther where they please?
A10252	nor thy spirits faint to heare The voice of those, whose dying shriekes proclaime Their tortures, that are broyling in the flame?
A10252	or Gentile?
A10252	or a well- plac''d word?
A10252	or bereaven thee Of thy deare latest hope, thy bosome Friend?
A10252	or both in one, ● ● gell by beauty, Virgin by thy moane, ● ● y, who is He that may deserve these teares, ● hese precious drops?
A10252	or can his wrath Be quencht with ought, but righteous Abels blood?
A10252	or can th''Almighties tongue, That is all very truth, doe truth that wrong, Not to performe a vow?
A10252	or doe they glance By favour?
A10252	or hide a shame?
A10252	or how could hee Teach this,( Thou shalt not kill) if Ionah be His life''s owne Butcher?
A10252	or may Thy fingers bind him for thy childrens play?
A10252	or my Princes Grace, So long as cursed Mordecai survives?
A10252	or offer violence Vpon his sacred Iustice?
A10252	or purge thy''offence?
A10252	or rudely presse( V ● call''d) into his presence?
A10252	or their lingring death?
A10252	or these, but yeeld?
A10252	or vary like the winde?
A10252	or what deserved Fine?
A10252	or why Lament we, whom we rather should envie?
A10252	or yet by any meanes, excluded, That is in all things?
A10252	sha ● ● I then be silent?
A10252	shall I implore my friends?
A10252	shall our thoughts inquir ● Into the depth of secrets, unconfounded, When in the shoare of Nature they were drowned?
A10252	shall the wicked, for thy sake( That would''st not taste of evill) in good partake?
A10252	than which, hell needs no other fire: How nimble are our Foemen to betray Our soules?
A10252	that ample fam ● Your sexe, to glorifie for their honour''d name, Your noble sexe in former dayes atchiev''d?
A10252	the very Stones shall flie From their unmov''d Foundations, and destroy: Lists he to punish?
A10252	their joyfull mouthes will blow Their louder Trumpets, Or doe feares affect us?
A10252	they''ll fall a grieving too; Doe we triumph?
A10252	thy glory''s great enough without him: Why dost thou( thus) disturb thy mind about him?
A10252	thy zealous Shepheard now?
A10252	was I help''t by thine?
A10252	was my faith suspected, Which I so firmely plighted?
A10252	was not heavens house exempt From thy accursed Rape?
A10252	was this that wōbe, that must not be defil''d With uncleane meates, lest it pollute the child?
A10252	we may not stay thee:"Or shall we save thee?
A10252	were all too little, were they ours: Or shall wee burne( untill our life expires) An endlesse Sacrifice in Holy fires?
A10252	what are men?
A10252	what foole would not admire To see their greater folly?
A10252	what helpe( ah me) what hope is left To him, that of thy prescence is bereft?
A10252	what hope have wee to finde reliefe, And want the meanes that may divulge our griefe?
A10252	what is Man, tha ● thou should''st raise him so High at the first, then sinke him downe so low?
A10252	what is man, but like a worme that crawles Open to danger every foote that fals?
A10252	what is our desert, But Death, and Horror?
A10252	what mad man could presume So dry a tooth should yeeld so great a Rheume?
A10252	what made thee( fainting) gaspe for ayre ▪ A simple Word upon a painted Wall?
A10252	what marble eye Can see these, these my ruines, and not cry?
A10252	what needst thou stretch Thy direfull hand upon so poore a wretch?
A10252	what shall become of thee?
A10252	what''s he can reprehen ● h ● m?
A10252	whence com''st thou?
A10252	where that future joy, Which you fals- prophecy''d I should enjoy?
A10252	where''s thine iron Rod?
A10252	where, O soveraig ● ● King, Is that great Babel, that was rais''d so high, To shew the highnesse of thy Majesty?
A10252	wherein hath Man to trust?
A10252	whether?"
A10252	who would not thinke The thirstie Conquerour, for want of drinke, Should first have died?
A10252	who would raise A Tower, to perpetuate the praise And lasting Glory of their renowned Name, What have they l ● ft but Monuments of shame?
A10252	why doe not mortalls cease To build their hopes upon so short a lease?
A10252	why dost thou thus absent Thy glorious face?
A10252	will that arme of thine Make me their slave, whom thou hast promist mine?
A10252	with what delight?
A10252	wouldst thou faine be rich?
A10252	¶ ANd am I here, and my Redeemer gone?
A10252	¶ But stay; Did one of Gods elected number,( Whose eies should never sleep, nor eie lids ● lūber) So much forget himselfe?
A10252	¶ CAn he be faire, that withers at a blast?
A10252	¶ GOd built the World, and all that therein is He framed, yet how poore a part is his?
A10252	¶ How slight a thing is man?
A10252	¶ IS fasting then the thing that God requires?
A10252	¶ Malfido, rouze thy leaden spirit, bestirre thee; Hold up thy drouzy head, here''s comfort for thee What if thy zeale be frozen hard?
A10252	¶ O where, and what''s thy Kingdome( blessed God) Where is thy Scepter?
A10252	¶ Seem''d not thy Spouse unkind, to hear thee weep And not redresse thee?
A10252	¶ WHat is the World?
A10252	¶ What shall we then returne the God of heaven?
A10252	● Yet what availes my wealth, my place, my might ▪ How can I relish them?
A10252	● ants he no pleasure, that his wanton eye 〈 ◊ 〉 crave, or hope from fortune?
A10252	● eets he no sullen care, no sudden losse 〈 ◊ 〉 coole his joyes?
A10252	● here graze thy Sheepe, where doe thy lambs disport 〈 ◊ 〉 from the scorching of this* sowltry weather?
A10252	● ● ere heaven withdraws, the creaturs power shakes ▪ 〈 ◊ 〉 miserie''s wanting there, where God forsakes?
A10252	〈 … 〉 our yearly tributes justly paid?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 may his more familiar hands disburse 〈 ◊ 〉 liberall favors, from the royall purse?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 shall, in briefe, my ruder tongue discover The speaking Image of my absent Lover?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 strange adventures?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 then can linger, unattemted?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 then shouldst thou deceive me, and impart S ● ● oule a falshood, to so true a heart?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉 yee that God commits the Sword of power 〈 ◊ 〉 the hands of Magistrates, to scower 〈 ◊ 〉 keep it bright?
A10252	〈 ◊ 〉, his Honour can not soare too high, 〈 ◊ 〉 palefac''d death to follow: He must dye: Lives he a Conqu''rour?